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SIMPLE MIRACLE
it will be the a of the book on Friday
should I celebrate it and how
alone or with somebody
loyal to loyalty
an ode to the loyal loyalty
(in Serbian it’s as follows: “oda odanoj odanosti” and so are the following blessings)
a loyal ode to loyalty
loyalty to the loyal ode
My dear Miroslav, here’s what happened to me yesterday:
I was on my estate standing next to just planted plants… A cousin
whose name is Rose told me: “I’m following it for years now
swallows always come on 9th April.” Hug! Petar.
Petar Miloradovic sent me this e-mail yesterday
Petar. Kiss my Rose Swallow
I sent a text message to Petar
Fuck And Fuck Yourself Miroslav Is My Name
I Would Love If You Would Believe Me More Than Yourself Is The Name Of My Life
I Would Love If You Would Love-Kiss Me More Than Yourself Is The Name Of My Art
don’t worry – I love-kiss You
I’ve changed the decision that pictures Numbers – Tree of Life should be
in colours of chakras. all sixty six pictures will be multicolours
the meadow of flowers
everything is so simple
one and simple
(in Serbian: “jedno i jednostavno”)
cosmically simple
blessings are love that is inhaled
while reading blessings You are exhaling and inhaling love
the blessing of a blessing is within the fact that You don’t feel the blessing
but You are consisted of it
I don’t know who You are but I love-kiss You
I love-kiss You my enemy because You are my greatest benefit
I love-kiss You as well even though You are angry and opposing
I found a pebble the size of a pee – it makes me want to cry from its beauty
small pieces of glass are shimmering next to the tram tracks
nothing is remote even if it is remote
the smell of malt is spreading around the sugar refinery
horse paths around the hippodrome are white
I’m lifting my hand letting the tram drivers know they shouldn’t worry about me
I’m lifting my hand and I’m waving to the screen on which is written
I’m lifting my hand and I’m waving to the screen on which is written
my Achilles’ tendons and heels got tired
I still haven’t seen the first swallow
OUTPOURING OF GOODNESS AND BEAUTY
here comes the morning immortality is god-human work, a work of freedom and a work of boon, a work that is accomplished from underneath and from above – Berdyaev p u d o w n to make god-like being god-like the body of immortality lives within the immortality of a body d e e s f r u i t muscle fibres of immaterial nerves of spirit p p o e m m f r e f r e e d o m d o m I’m caressing the void in front of me it’s wonderful how my words are left after me words are taking me towards immortality they sing my immortality my immortality is immortality of all beings cape one is the love I still want… I will take a bit… a bit of coffee soft-talk is one of the little paths of immortality when a gazelle leaps a magnolia blooms a soul prays give me your nobleness the sun in heels elasticity in tendons give just give I’m receiving I’m giving You through receiving I’m giving You receiving a moment ago I also obeyed the dice I’m thinking of how to throw a ball so that it tells me what to do I love to obey obeying turns me into a child free and immortal
THERE IS THE FIRST SWALLOW OVER THE WATER OF THE LAKE
in the beginning God created the heavens and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth before that beginning there was a beginning in which God created the heaven and the earth in the beginning I created the heavens and the earth
WINNOWING OF GOODNESS AND BEAUTY
not only that I love-kiss my enemies but the thing is that they should love-kiss me and have greatest benefit out of it believe believe and believe and go believe and go and believe and go and you’ll believe and go and you’ll see believe and go and you’ll see that believe and go and you’ll see that it believe and go and you’ll see that it happens believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it is believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it is your believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it is your path my rose path and rose dancing and singing please and thank you goodness and beauty You and I couples of one one and only I another 33 blessings to the middle of the book dew my humble joy sparkles girls believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it is Your path believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it is Your believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it is believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that it believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and that believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own and believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its own believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on its believe and go and you’ll see that it happens on believe and go and you’ll see that it happens believe and go and you’ll see that it believe and go and you’ll see that believe and go and you’ll see believe and go and you’ll believe and go and believe and go believe and believe your bud
THE HALF OF THE BOOK CELEBRATES THE HALF OF THE BOOK
today is Robert Walser’s birthday I love-kiss you Robert Walser let’s go together towards the middle of the book silent happiness powers all books that have ever been written and that will be written my internet is switching off I’m celebrating the loneliness that love-kisses all beings husband love for all beings emerges from me wife this is my world child the child of yearning love-kisses the yearning of each child every blessing I write down is gratitude to the blessed ones I’m writing these words with a gentle heart blessing by blessing constant vibrating orgasm of the beginning is orgasming every moment it was miraculous writing each of 64788 blessings until now counting this 64789th one the most miraculous blessing I’m calling You miracle if You exist – if You don’t exist – here You are blessed love me I am your and my I that love-kisses all beings whenever I’m delighted I should bow to the delight I lived every blessing bowing to singing these blessed blessings have never until now been flowing towards me so slowly God’s slowness we are looking at each other’s eyes within the heart of one and only looking I’m reaching out to You You are caressing my hand with Yours in-step we are stepping into the 64800th – last blessing of the first half of the book the physics of God 64801st – first blessing of the second half of the book God of physics t t o p o Who Ever Loves Is My Name Who Ever Loves All Beings Is My Surname Who Ever Loves God Is My Name And Surname Who Ever Is Any One Of 64794 Blessings Till The End Of The Book Is My Nickname God
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if the scientists would expose their heads to collide with each other and smash while propelled to the highest speeds as they collide smallest particles in accelerators with no compassion they would come to the discoveries they yearn for so much they would discover that I is the smallest particle a light of grass transformation through the first kiss constant boogie-woogie enchanting helplessness the dawn of hope b o g i b o g i ć i g o b i g o b (meaning: little God) grass always meant a lot in my life grass means to me even more now grass – now the same my heart in Your hand red heart of the green grass blue helplessness of statements purple unprotectedness You are my loyal wife purple unprotectedness You are my colourful protection rose swallow a house at the end of the village a path under the feet a prison bed a-woman-with-big-goose-bumps a home in a throat I’m so happy now that I gave up on the alpha male thing when I was fifteen I’m smiling a my love failures I hug I kiss I’m hugged I’m kissed hope is dawning the crack of flowery formulae husband wife child to myself to you
RUNNER AROUND
I am god my immorality depends on your mortal life talented people are not genial I wanted to run around and write about running around but during the walking I forgot to run around I wanted to write about spitting over Miroslav Mandic but I have no strength for that I have no strength to write about the misery I felt when I saw some mistakes in the archive of the link Bud once I’ve heard Sam Peckinpah saying after the screening of his Wild Bunch that if you have heard during the film some screams in the theatre it was me since I was screaming because of the mistakes I saw in the film I was working in the morning on This to You with Sun mister Sun thank You very much afterwards I was walking ten kilometres and now I’m tired and hungry and I should write blessings poems of-poem-like I believe I will write them because I’m surrendering to them I’m a poem I’m becoming a poem I wanted to write about how easier and easier I’m getting excited during the conversation how being breathless in front of the beauty is transformation in front of the goodness – resurrection in front of the beauty and goodness – becoming-god-like You I am god excited with god excited god I really am really a bank of love all the money of the world is in many banks. and all the love of the world is within me in one and only bank which has all the money of this world tenderness that I feel towards the letters on the screen Poems Ezra Pound I remember how I was hanging out with some girls as if we were two boys with some girls as if we were two girls with some women as if we were woman and man multitude of combinations just confirm one and only love my female friend where are you my male friend my only woman only God I didn’t mean to write about your orgasms from which I received most of the love but every blessing that I wrote and that I will write is anyways towards the glory of Your orgasms mother of orgasms virgin of loyalty friend of the sameness genial people are not talented I am god my mortality confirms your immortality oh god
STRINGS OF EVERYTHING
when you passed by me a moment ago I felt how since childhood my glass of death was overfilled and the glass of Eros not filled enough in some moments everything I see and everyone I see I experience as if it was me from some other parts of my life this car that rushed up the street is me this young man who is pulling up his pants because they are falling down is me clothes pegs in different colours that are hanging on the string is me kind neighbour motorbike rider from whose apartment I get waken up and filled with joy of the sounds of cradle I should be writing blessings in the evening and during the night as well I bought fine corduroy with floral motifs and violet lining today to sew something by hand for the first time in my life a vest a poet’s vest if I manage to do it I’ll also make one artist’s vest and walker’s vest I have no idea how is it done but I’ll do it vests are important to me because of the pockets pockets are important because of the work I’m doing outside I’m having a bit of troubles now since all that sawing is too fine for my eyes but if I’m patient it will happen somehow sewing for poetry I should by more thread I might need an iron but I don’t have an iron from everything I need it’s always most important that I don’t need anything thre ads just love god only petty poems I’ll buy thread during this evening’s walking but I won’t start tonight I want to draw the Numbers and I should also cool down a bit in terms of that floral vest knitting wool-work weaving sewing patchwork it’s all writing joy of being itself I rejoice evening shadows to myself who I will recognise in somebody to the loneliness by love-kissing God
UNNAMED
the future of present humanity doesn’t exist any more present humanity has evolved on crime present humanity cannot set itself free from crime and there is no future with crime human schools and institutions are criminal their civilisation is criminal I am a man – I am a criminal as a man I’m not only the oldest human being but I’m also the greatest criminal the most horrific crimes are being covered up and kept secret they are stored in secret archives brains are screaming greatest crimes are discovered after fifty years winners are the greatest criminals wow what a sudden pain in the left heel last night I saw on television a programme about the crimes that were done over the innocent people sixty-seventy years ago whenever I write about horrible things I don’t mention names so that horrors wouldn’t be spread this morning I felt guilty and dead for hundreds of thousands of years I tried to find the way to write about all of that during the walking nothing was opening until I wrote today’s poem in the book I am You are I I am god I carry the crimes of humanity all beings help me future of humanity is in the hearts of innocent victims that have forgiven to their executors future of humanity is within individuals who have detached from humanity and transformed into yet unnamed being future of humanity is always and forever God being and just being is beautiful and most important being being is hard because one has to live living is hard because a man and its lives are crimes life is constant scream that we don’t hear so that we could live sometimes in life there nothing else exists but that scream of the innocent who are always subject to crimes terrible crimes that are done and which we are just now finding put are nothing compared to the ones that are done now and which we are going to find out after fifty years the hierarchy of love is within the crucial importance of every being pain in my left foot these days as if the pain was leaving my heels and Achilles’ tendons but then during today’s walking it suddenly appeared. I stopped so that the pain would get out. I carried on with slow walking, it never appeared again. but now when the legs cooled down the pain has returned thank You God I rejoice You future I love-kiss You unnamed one
THIS IS THE DAY IN WHICH THE IDEA OF EVERYDAY WRITING UNTILL THE END OF MY LIFE GOT BORN
today around 11:30 I got wonderful idea for writing honey honey I say to the little sparrow on the branch I’m enjoying the frogs croak it reminds me of spring waters smells of greenery flourishing of boyhood in child’s muscles approaching the water – provoking the danger swiftness of the body on which I was relying more and more I’m sitting at the desk again. that’s where five hours ago the idea about writing till the end of this life was born what a joy constant budding after the great excitement about lifetime writing I’m in the need of peace peace for each day during the walk I was walking slowly in glory of everyday writing until the end of my life I also enjoyed resting my heel frogs were croaking from both sides of the lake at this moment I felt within me Nina Tarbuk that is gone for twenty or so years already frogs reminded me of water plants and flooding of subterranean waters barefootedness I miss more and more to be barefooted whole my life I felt that rarely anybody can accept me that’s why with each friendship and each love affair I was hugely excited and suffered a lot nothing has remained from that I’m lonelier than I’ve ever been more peaceful happier now more than ever I don’t feel that somebody can accept me as a whole except You that’s why I’m more and more ashamed without wholeness I’m nothing and shame shy child and even more shy boy that’s how I felt and that’s what I was thinking while I was climbing up on Ban’s Hill barefootedness I coming to You we’ll go together
ON YOUR BREASTS
blessing is a wholeness
wholeness of all beings
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I needed some good words from You and You’re fucking with me big time
said a girl to somebody over the phone
ten years ago I couldn’t bare this solitude
twenty years ago I couldn’t bare the solitude from ten years ago
thirty years ago that one from twenty years ago
forty years ago that one from thirty years ago…
life’s novel
since I am alone I should use all the goodness that solitude gives
solitude – a matter of love
poem of love
solitude helps me not to feel lonely
I love-kiss everything through solitude
I’m cheering the lonely ones
I accept love of the lonely ones
I’m drinking wine for the health of every being
I’m turning every moment into immortality
solitude is our fellowship
constant wedding
creation is wedding the creation
Universe wriggles into loyalty
spirals surrender to circling
all colours of light penetrate the light of each colour
beetroot
cyclamen
rose-like road
road-like rose
same-like of the all-like
all-like of the same-like
isn’t it so my isn’t it so
I love-kiss You featureless woman
You are the only wife to the only husband
mother of all features
mountain grass is breastfeeding the grass in the valleys
new bodies are setting free old spirits
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DONOTSEPARATEMEFROMYOURSELFEVENINWORDS
the wind has again overthrown the towel over the shirt that are hanged on the balcony great events are happening on small balconies has there ever been a book written with the title History of Towels in Historical Events a story Flattering of Drying Laundry a poem Tears of Humour are Bowing to the Tears of Horror I love You very much my path my music and my nest the rose of grass midnight joy bite of the starved womb of love festivity of double-meaning palace-like resurrection Romania breads that are let down the river elixir of love I would love if somebody would make an elixir of immortality if nobody makes it then I’ll make it myself even though I know nothing about it simple elixir of immortality elixir of bowing to the love of all beings elixir of particles drunkenness of all-being brain of life the science has proven that human brain works only ten percent and few days ago I’ve heard how scientists are proving that brain works hundred percent it’sallthesame donotseparatemefromyourselfeveninwords beauty is truth elixir of love will be called It’sallthesame elixir of immortality Donotseparatemefromyourselfeveninwords goodness of sunlight icon-walking icon-writing icon-love-kissing
NICE NO-TIMING
I’m going to the four hundred eleventh walking of the Bud of Walking I’m going to meet up with Mirhana I spent five and a half hours with Mirhana five and a half hours of agreement God I’m sharing joy duck down bird raise above fish sometimes I’m that man just sometimes but enough both for always and forever just Your embrace sometimes I go through blessings in no time no-time writing my joy love-kisses fears so that fears could have a bit of joy as well a moment ago I’ve heard the voice of the man for whom it’s been said is dead he’s alive in the same way he was alive and You have been a witness of that mystery truth my beloved nobody has ever died and everybody is always alive that’s something that know those who are constantly dying while love-kissing I love-kiss Your grass how beautiful are You and grass and no-timing holy trinity love-kisses Arianism – Arianism hugs holy trinity young gentlemen I give You gentlemeness yearning of the other I am god our encounter is fulfilment of your yearning I am your I I am your I is the most beautiful singing with wing-like hands – with wing-like feet join in with my joining merge with my merging bound with my bounding dribbling-like l i k e y l i k e y o u l i k e u l i k e You are not here but Your presence writes this blessing as well together with You we are enjoying these words o ouch h You inspired me in such a way that it’s now easy for me to leave every being breathless with beauty if it seems to You that You feel love it is these eighteen words that love-kiss You when I was little I also was these sixty two years in which I love-kiss all beings dedicated to early deceased children and all mothers and fathers of earliest resurrected children
UNFORGETTABLE OBLIVION
yesterday Mirhana told me that today is her birthday and in my planner I saw this morning that today is beloved Ludwig Wittgenstein’s birthday as well mildness is crossing my face midday love bells are ringing I will go on walking in hour and half. I’ll go to Zemun to see Nhandan and Branko I miss them I’ll be walking slowly in the sun when I come back it will already be night I’ll put all three things on the site I’ll watch football on television and I’ll draw Numbers while I was moving poem by poem this morning from the file I am You are I into the file in which are all three previous books I am You are Him Kaja and Milomir all of a sudden Word disappeared. when I turned it on again it happened again. I was upset my nerves became tensed I adore You Bud I love-kiss You artificial intelligence brains are yearning for each other brains are missing tenderness after football I’ll draw some more Numbers then I’ll go to bed I’ll read about Newton my knees and lower legs are cold I’ll enjoy the sun and if I manage to shave before the walking if I get going in a right rhythm if I begin love-kissing everything I see if I cross river Sava if I see Danube enjoy the wind think of etymology if I start singing running slowly draw Good Walker it will be another intransiently transient day glands filled with love art of identical stopping
BANK OF WATER – I LOVE YOU
squeal joy peep future don’t give up immortality little bugs are singing sand is dancing swallows are scurrying in circles street dog is stretching squirrel is running over the grass from on tree to the other partially deaf old man with partially deaf wife is buying medications in the pharmacy white waves are foaming the dark waters of Danube a woman is reading a book in front of the window You are tiny my Universe I’m plucking through Your galaxies orgasm is the experience of god freedom is born from love everyone who love-kisses is free I’m a happy donkey tomorrow is Yves Klein’s birthday a cow grazes on fresh grass goats are browsing on bushes in the woods poor people are plunking through the garbage together with birds of pray rich men kill chamomile blooms cherry is going towards its fruit morning is gentile hypersensitive ones are guarding sensitive and insensitive ones a poem twists into a poem a runaway child is saving the world I have you in my step now she told him at this moment I’m founding a Bank of Water 10:27 am 27th April 2011 Bank of Water is the first bank that is starting gathering water in order to give it away to those who don’t have it Bank of Water can be founded in anybody’s heart and anybody’s mind Bank of Water apart from gathering water also creates new water. water of compassion and immortality be its first director
KALOKAGATHIA
kalokagathia is the word that I couldn’t remember the other day kalokagathia (Greek: beautiful and good) – philosophical: joining of what is beautiful with what is good, moral beauty and goodness, moral and at the same time nice way of life (ethical ideal of ancient Greeks). it’s drizzling empty fields are getting wet tree bark is wet drops of rain in the grass goodness is falling a woman turned her head away a boy started to run a girl slipped her fingers to her hair and old lady is still of the same beauty she thanked even more his eyes are goodness and beauty together beauty is falling empty fields are singing tree barks are talking to each other drops of rain on the grass are kissing each other goodness and beauty are falling a melody of lowered glances flows through a woman a boy is hopping a girl looked at me an old lady looked at me again she is coming he is packing beauty and goodness are falling empty fields tree bark drops of rain on the grass a woman a boy a girl an old lady she his eyes
33 DAYS FOR THE 70TH TIME
dear Miroslav, I would like to be the first director of the Bank of Water. what are my chances? I hug you Art sent me an e-mail yesterday chances depend on Your will and Your dedication from the fact that right away can’t be lived but one can live right away water to water voda o da oda vodi (water oh yes an ode to water) water leads to life (“vodi” means both “to water” and “leads”) water leads to love water leads to immortality Bank of Water gathers water and gives it to the ones that don’t have it Bank of Water cleans polluted waters Bank of Water gathers everything that you wanted and expected from yourself and never got to achieve it Bank of New Water is a sister to the Bank of New Blue Money Bank of Water transforms all existing banks of money if they don’t change banks will give all their money for mere drops of water banks will dry up. they will die from thirst Bank of Water will save the bank itself I had a Bank of Steps on the Rose of Wandering and it helped me I’m off to shave myself three street dogs are running after a woman. she shakes out bones from the plastic bag two of them immediately start eating. third one can’t even approach I fuck you street dogs I’m not writing about anything because I am all of that a poet creates a poem but if he becomes too important in the society a poem cannot enter any more into him nor can he receive it any more an artist sings art but if an artist becomes too important in the society an art cannot enter any more into him nor can he receive it any more a believer believes in God but if a believer becomes too important in the society God cannot enter any more into him nor can he receive Him any more soft absorbs last night I felt and became aware how after so many years of solitude and especially after last five years I bare solitude easier and easier love of solitude I love-kiss all beings through solitude I’m less and less alone through solitude runaway children are with me everyone who went with me everyone who transformed s a s a m a s a s (“sam” meaning both “I am” and “alone” ) we are dancing
MIROSLAV MANDIC LOVE IS ONE AND ONLY LOVE
Good Walker rose-walker art of immortality gives birth to life of immortality immortality of art creates immortal life my art lives through all beings my poem resurrects all beings my love is one and only love compatibility centuries in a moment stamping of a path I’m polishing stone streets with my steps holy ordinariness is a mother of all holiness synchronicity is Godly dialogue all past and all future days get summed up every day conflicts arise because of unfulfilled love or resistance to love simultaneous meaningfulness my love wine smells more and more of flowers goodness of immortality Hank Williams III of Johnny Cash Johnny Cash of Hank Williams yesterday of Zuzinka – Czech girl today of Andrej Pejic in my youth in poems written on silver cigarette papers I was calling Czech girl a being that was with love leading me towards love yesterday I saw her porn site admiration recognition a poem sucks a dick of a tale a tale licks a pussy of a poem today I will make three hour long play entitled God Love Poem – Hundred Percent the end of the play will be the title of today’s blessings Miroslav Mandic Love is One and Only Love here are the titles in previous books players are getting out on the 2nd pitch 30th April 2005 Miroslav Mandic are moments of vanity. moments of loathing myself 30th April 2006 my religion is God 30th April 2007 fooling around in glory of art 30th April 2008 if all the handicaps of my art… 30th April 2009 I’m nobody until I write all blessings. when I write them down I’m becoming You 30th April 2010 fucked is fucked Godly
MIROSLAV MANDIC INCEST IS ONE AND ONLY INCEST
I love-kiss You acceleration You will burn out through love-kissing Universe is love particles are love peach is love sacrifice is love tears are love orgasm love-kisses love orgasm me Goddess God achieve orgasm Sudden Woman I’m streaming I’m squeezing my thighs I’m dancing with my lungs for air I serve tears Bank of Water establishes Bank of Love Bank of Love establishes Bank of Tears masterpiece of energy aggression of innocence Miroslav Mandic Incest is one and only incest minerals love-kiss minerals thirteen year old girls are the best lovers and everybody knows that boys transform boundaries into boundlessness dimensionality into countless immortality immortality cannot be proven it’s lived and love-kissed dedicated to my grandpa Milos Oprin who resurrected in mass firing squad execution pussy-loving life-loving Miroslav Mandic pussy is one and only pussy Miroslav Mandic dick is on and only dick fresh croissants with hot chocolate unconditional love for the hungry ones Bud of All Beings are all defeats in one and only victory of love lightning of yearning thunder of salvation h e a r t h e a r t to h e a r t h e a r t
IRRITATION LOYAL TO INNOCENCE
there is no end to my beginning donkey again believes mare horse cannot cope without innocence I’m watching a valley little birds pussy I will never hurt hope I will never ironize faith I will never deceive love I won’t make her nature-like to kill with life wedded I’m wedding through jaws of nonviolence pursy lips with spread nostrils with closed eyelids with rose redness I’m walking in the indivisible life is a constant oath to love love is a constant fucking with the oath everything comes down to everything everything love-kisses with everybody stimulate me innocence prick me fragility fool me foolish love of God touch my penis caress my mind give birth be relived who hits the target misses everything else and that’s why target is nothingness who hits God misses everything else and that’s why everything else is nothingness rejoice rejoice rejoice rejoice God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God God Gof God God God God God God God God God