2013

I’m trembling

I am the pattering of rain over the tin shelter

I am everything that Miroslav Mandic sees while sitting on the bench

I am red taillights on the green tram

I am a piece of rotten rope

I am the word dance tattooed on the hand which is gently touching the blue flower

I am something inexplicably exciting that can be felt in this photo

I am Miroslav Mandic

I am the time and the space which lips of the two who are in love are sharing before their kiss

I am the time and the space just before the touch of the two who love each other

I am shimmering particles of God’s will in front of Your eyes

I am the shade in which one man is actually coming into while talking over the phone

I am trees in Kosutnjak before the evening shower

I am lettuce which Miroslav Mandic was yearning for when he was in jail in his youth as well as for music which me tofu

cream cheese, yogurt, strawberries, bread, globe, pencils, Macintosh computer and me are listening to together

I am sleeping which gives back the strength after gruelling pain

I am the beauty iPhone 5 over which Miroslav Mandic is talking for the first time

I'm the healing of health, the helth of healing

I am the third day of recovery

I am life in chests

I am a life of the life itself