Bog Miroslav Mandić Bog
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CLOSE PERSON
with this blessing my moving out has started
I’m inviting I’m calling writing actually is inviting and calling it means I should tell you if I hear something said Srdjan to me it also crossed my mind to offer to be a cotenant when I come back, in a bigger apartment, so we can share the expenses… if I think of something else, I will be offering it… wrote Ivana to me wow how it got me excited. I want to talk to you about the moving out so that I can help you in best possible way said Mirjana to me renting the apartment on Dorcol, 34m2 bright, warm, south side, a minute away from river TA, AC, internet, renovated five years ago price is 200 euros + one month rent upfront as a deposit or 170 euros for a year ahead. free from 1st February Maja sent me one ad I’m reading about the moving out – I had some ideas going through my head – but let me first read what you have to say wrote Branko to me about the moving out and those kind of things I would be glad to come and trawl those enormous amounts of art on my back, but certain ocean is preventing me Djordje wrote to me may Macura house be your home wrote Macura Sun just let me know that my beloved Slobodan Tisma won NIN’s Prise 198 this week’s blessings about poetical moving out will help me because that’s what I know to do the best and to realistically move out that I don’t know but I hope that I will find that out this week from blessings this week’s blessings are a guide for moving out moving out of transportation is transportation of moving out metaphor of metaphor moving out of the trauma of moving out into the joy of moving out moving out of hopelessness onto the salvation road straight like an arrow Friday – a day when Lazar Risar comes to Belgrade new whirlpool of one and only love by moving out I remain loyal to what is left behind a priori loyal to the unknown I will ask my friends to read this week’s blessings and in that way help me move out where I am needed for all beings the most important thing is that it becomes Miroslav Mandic Moving Out most helpful would be close person idea apartment-present money there is no close person and that is why I’m writing to You close person is always the most important close person is the most important to everybody close person I’m creating You I’m creating You for yourself me and all beings close person thinks the same divine sameness I can tell her everything because she can receive everything only her receiving leads me ahead I’m singing
HOW AND WHERE WOULD I LOVE TO LIVE AND WORK
with last night’s snow which was falling slowly
a hill is spreading and rain quietly soaks it Pavese’s verse that got me excited last night a lot when I was younger I gave up dwelling with the Rose of Wandering my life on the roads of Universe has begun poetic with path and rose publicly like public servant and female public workers like a little chapel. like a moving temple. like an open monastery like a working rook in which there is nothing else but two tables and seven computers unnoticeably protected with unprotectedness and complete openness with open God. open sex. open money without administration. according to the laws of all beings and not human laws homelessly and without-property confirming the sameness with address IN YOUR HEART nationality LIFE state UNIVERSE religion GOD membership ALONE FOR EVERYBODY feature GOD’S CHILD profession POET ARTIST WALKER meaning independent and illegally – lovably and only in benefit of all beings the most important thing is that the place has internet and that I can listen music loudly I would also love to dwell in some artistic work about dwelling for example to move out every three days from apartment to apartment to change the place of residence every two three months in larger places in Vojvodina I would love to live with my Goddess I would love to live with a person that will take over my work I would love to live with several people I would love to live in circular architecture with hundred and so people anywhere in the world in hotels on the seaside by the river in the middle of the city in all villages of Vojvodina on the website in Your heart in and for God in the ideals of my youth loyal to the ideals of all younglings anywhere but always like a guest like I am a man stranger no matter how but always as a host to all beings as a being I am one and only host to all beings anywhere and anyhow it is it will be good because it already is good God
78TH TIME 33 DAYS OR WHO IS MOVING
I’m beginning the third day of moving out with
Branka sent me this morning news about this beautiful Hooligan Sparrow I wanted to show You the cranes migrating but this that will open up for You is beautiful galaxies are moving all of the thirteen huge plates of the planet Earth are moving as well as are soil and water and air and light moving plants and animals are moving poor and hungry ones are moving expelled ones minorities exposed to violence beloved nomads moving out helps getting to know the world and realising that everywhere is the same anywhere I am everything else is there basic moving in life is moving from birth towards death even though I would love to live and work for a long time this moving also means coming closer to death loneliness God when I was young I wanted and I decided to live in such way so that everything I have could fit in two bags to exist but only in such way that I bother anybody as little as possible not even to exist but just to be wonderful difference between existing and being I heard today from Episcope Danilo not to make houses on this soil since there is too many of them I live like that but for six years now I live work and dwell with my work as its guardian since I don’t have a publisher or gallerist I have to move out together with all of my work are we going to move out together or we will separate I don’t know it depends on that if I will be dwelling in order to create Miroslav Mandic Museum or I will be creating Miroslav Mandic Museum and then I will dwell in it since I’m already moving out I would like to leave all the surpluses above all worries fears pains gluttony expectations envy and vanity I would love to take with me all my failures so that I can turn them into success all my believes and youth ideals new beginning innocence Goddess Hooligan Sparrow You are guarding me – I love-kiss You God’s Sparrow
MONEY
when on 1st March I rewrite from Red Notebook the Letter to Friends
which I wrote forty years ago and which contains first big breakup with friends will I still be in the Nest or I will already move out on some other place in Miroslav Mandic Museum in Hotel of Life in Atelier of Art in God’s Homelessness for free in somebody’s apartment with several people in rented apartment on my own in some cheaper from the Nest apartment for five and a half years I was living and working in two rented apartments. I don’t have any more money to pay for them I don’t believe in working and earning I believe in creating and giving I love to work money art of money sanctity of poorness art with money mystic of money people work and worry for their children I care and create for all beings God’s enjoyment sometimes I’m too anxious because of my vulnerability and not having money which is not good nor beautiful and that’s why I am ashamed I’m looking forward to even greater vulnerability and exposedness oh peacefulness I never owed anybody anything I don’t believe in debt I believe that creating new money will also bring me a bit more money I love when people are giving me money the art of receiving precedes the art of giving those who give me money will have more money average salary in Serbia is around 380 euros lowest salary is around 180 euros I would love to find out how much average and lowest salary on the planet Earth is I love guideposts like these I love warmth and basic power that comes from a little bit of money everything that is being done and created with big money is evil and it destroys everything around including itself help me make a list of all people that were giving me money throughout my life wreath of glory of course I don’t believe in authors rights nor in intellectual property of course that I love-kiss the gratitude for every moment I live through gratitude I love-kiss each among 86400 of my works that are becoming in 86400 seconds every day on my knees I’m writing this blessing about all-gratitude no matter the years illnesses pain in my heel economic crisis great loneliness failures life with no chances death I believe I will survive money of all beings is mine I’m the author of the idea money of all beings is mine but all the royalties belong to all beings Yours I just got this e-mail thank you for the hymn of love, thank you for the support in my struggle with, I see now, my greatest enemy, myself. it’s hard but it will I believe become dearest
LITTLE-FLAT-NEST-MUSEUM
a moment ago I spoke to Lazar Risar. we will meet up at eleven
I walked with Mirjana and Lazar – grace – and Lazar also often says grace Miroslav Mandic Museum museum of grace Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of Miroslav Mandic Poem Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of Miroslav Mandic Art Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of Miroslav Mandic Walking Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of Miroslav Mandic Name Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of the Bud of All Beings Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of the Eternal Art Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of the one and only poet of all beings Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of the one and only artist of all beings Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of the one and only walker of all beings Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of Eternity of one and only time Miroslav Mandic Museum – museum of the Universe of one and only space Miroslav Mandic Museum – dedicated to God You and all beings the name of the Miroslav Mandic Museum could be This to You Miroslav Mandic Museum can be anywhere on the planet Earth where human laws won’t be ruling but all beings’ love or it will be somewhere illegal and unlawful until all beings’ love doesn’t set it free Miroslav Mandic Museum could remain packed and be at somebody’s place Miroslav Mandic Museum could be packed in a public place like some sort of add through which would be searched for the person interested in making Miroslav Mandic Museum Miroslav Mandic Museum – credit with which an apartment for MMM could be bought Miroslav Mandic Museum – circular architecture in which MMM would be lived and worked Miroslav Mandic Museum – a quest for somebody who will take over and set up MMM Miroslav Mandic Museum – Monograph of Miroslav Mandic Museum Little Apartment was my first apartment and I was fifty seven I was paying for it thanks to several people who were giving me ten euros a month thank You Little Apartment has transformed into the Nest. I was paying for it through people’s donations for 64 ten year old pictures 64 Buds are Singing to the Bud of All Beings thank You thank You next is the museum of grace thank You thank You thank You I wish You the money which has all beings embedded in itself my theorising about moving out is coming to an end t h i s t o y o u
MIRACLE OF PRIORITY
sixteen year old Vesna Kuvara and eighteen year old Lazar Risar
that’s that miracle of love sings creates and walks through the love of miracle that’s how feels thinks and believes one boy Miroslav Mandic Eternal Boy Miroslav Mandic Eternal Girl in the end of this week’s poetical moving out the miracle of priorities is in front of me let’s go with the priorities of miracle the most important is that everything I am and I do is dear to God God has it dearest if I am the one and only God the most important is the close person. someone who thinks the same. divine sameness Goddess Monograph of Miroslav Mandic Museum not to betray either nine year old nor seventeen year nor twenty three year nor sixty three year nor hundred year not thousand year nor million year old but always and forever today’s Miroslav Mandic poetically with path and rose on the paths of the Universe the most important is that the place has internet and that I can listen music loudly publicly like male and female public servant like a little chapel. like a moving temple. like an open monastery like a working room in which there is nothing else but two tables and seven computers open through God. open through sex. open through money without administration. according to the laws of all beings and not human laws unnoticeably. homelessly and without property. confirming the sameness with address IN YOUR HEART nationality LIFE state UNIVERSE religion GOD membership ALONE FOR EVERYBODY feature GOD’S CHILD profession POET ARTIST WALKER being independent and illegal – lovable in benefit of all beings where human laws won’t be ruling but all beings’ love or it will be somewhere illegal and unlawful until all beings’ love doesn’t set it free anywhere but always as a guest anyhow but always as a host to all beings in somebody’s free apartment in a rented apartment with several people in a cheaper than the Nest apartment in the museum of grace Miroslav Mandic Museum the name of Miroslav Mandic Museum could be This to You or Museum of Grace or Grace of Museum Miroslav Mandic Museum can be anywhere on the planet Earth since the cosmic museum is in the middle of the Universe and the universe of Your heart Miroslav Mandic Museum is a quest for somebody who will take over and set up the Miroslav Mandic Museum I believe that creating new money will also bring me a bit more money those who give me money will have more money hey do You know somebody who... at this moment and with this the poetical part of moving out is over I hope that You have felt – experienced – that I have all the time been thinking of You I expect everything from You braver. more insouciant. more reasonless now is the most important that I calmly work every day to write and sing beautifully to walk and create well to think well to be love miracle God bud
VIBRATING OF BUDDING
I love analogies because they are pliable
and they are opening the world with their innocence the most tender thing with analogies is that analogies with God don’t exist I came back from walking I’m tenderly feeling the painful heel I’m tenderly thinking of Judita Salgo my feet and knees are cold body soul spirit fifty six more poems till the end of the book I am You are I they are all written on the table on some places they are worn around the hands which I’m holding on them while typing on the keyboard I thought of Charles Bukowski’s daughter who bought him first computer one potato. one carrot. one leek two hundred and fifty grams of mushrooms. oil. bread I am every dot on the ball presenter of words the very word I am word my wordful path sensual word of mine the notion of blessing everything within everything Your hand on my shoulder art lean your face on my chest I’m smiling at how You see me and how I see myself earth and sky I am a poem of all beings when I felt Your painful bitterness I disgusted mine when I saw Your crazy need for affirmation my need disappeared whenever I write ugly things about You that is never about You only nice things are about You a necklace of light is shining around Your neck budding is vibrating through shimmering
9.06 – 9.34 AM CHAT WITH BRANKA ZGONJANIN
my dear
my Branka
I like a lot the ideas for the Museum
she also thinks of six photos that Ana Djordjevic sent me for Miroslav Mandic Museum
and Solemn Sunday Lunch is fantastic!!!!
she thinks of two minute recording of Solemn Sunday Lunch of All Beings from two days ago that I sent her
thank you
I would love if one of those ideas gets accomplished
I would really love if you would open I-Publics in
a way that the Art of Miroslav Mandic deserves and that
it’s at the same time available to everybody. that is to say to come to
everybody as it was for a short while with I Name. all those people every day. at least
fifty people have heard about Miroslav Mandic. about I Name. I’m sorry I’m lacking
Serbian words. I want to say that the idea about being in public space, but in a way
of Miroslav Mandic is really strong and somehow truthful, according to
what I know about your work
ah what to say. the most important is to continue doing what I am already doing. and that
requires everyday dedication and tranquillity. I’m working on almost twenty things a day
the most important are the blessings and I should be writing them almost for next
seven years. there is no close person for a long time who would be doing it because
it’s not my job. then there is a problem of administration and money
I totally understand. but there are friends
thank you for understanding
and if every friend gives a bit, in the solemnity of a round table, maybe I can/we can
make something decent, worthy of Miroslav Mandic. in any case, what you are doing
within now is important and there is a lot of it. even if the Museum is tip-top put in order
and open this now would again be important to you. in that way, if there was a mobile
house for Art of Miroslav Mandic, you could live and work in it and be open for visits
at certain time, maybe not every day. and when you are showing your work you could
show only a part and the rest of the work should be on the safe place, not in the moving
house. so that mobility is connected with your present work. that is Museum your
present. I don’t know if I’m clear enough?
for me it is already happening through my web site – all beings
yes. but I also know that you also love the holly unpredictability. that
somebody pops in like on the Rose. that’s so good! I know that you are missing
that. and that exposedness, which is most importantly framed after all, would enable it
for now I don’t even have enough to survive
and the experiences with people are horrible
I understand you
when the wind goes over Branka’s hair and she immediately follows it with her eyes
this blessing that will be in the book is the most important
:)
and if you would move out in Zagreb? Sarajevo? some other city
in any case thank You for love
where the same language is spoken. just not Belgrade
difficult because of the administration
Belgrade takes away a lot and somehow prevents things from happening
no. everywhere is the same
it seems to me that things are easier when you are
a foreigner. there is less subaudition from the surrounding
essences are important to me. and that is DIVINE. not human. I live in
the Universe. not in the administration in states and geographies. but I live in a poem
I know what is important to you, I’m just thinking how would it be possible that
what you are doing shine over here also. and… uh I’m missing the words. I’m
sorry. here’s what I’m thinking. your work and the essence that you are creating
and that is important to you is one. another thing is the world we are living. how
to show your work in this world in your way, so that it doesn’t lose it’s essence
or do you think that the world we are living is the same essence
everything is one. everything that we are talking is one and everything
is in this conversation and that is already live Miroslav Mandic Museum
yes that’s what I thought while I was writing one-other
legacy
endowment
museum
library
monastery
temple
chapel
centre
shelter
corner
house
home
nest
castle between heaven and earth
I am
a glimpse
a moment
face
path and rose
miroslav mandic
…
love
love. one and only love
God
God
WHILE THAT IRON ROPE IS COMING OUT OF WATER IT DRIPS A LOT FROM IT
yesterday I got completely wet in the rain
walking is a good animal of life
air saturated with water
dusk over the Topcider Cemetery
midday bells of love that are ringing just now
money
is
poem
I’m warming up my feet and knees with two blankets
when it gets hard Djuka is there. when you are fucking you’re not calling Djuka
one Djuka was saying hundred years ago
2:14 pm
I should get outside as soon as possible
another twenty four blessings are in front of me
writing them is all I’m left with
random
like wind carrying sleet
everything
is
poem
it’s a great poem everything is poem
a scarf across the face as well – poem
love — poem
if I think of anybody – poem
if I think of anything – poem
iron rope for a raft – poem
four drops of water on the branch in the dusk
muddy shoes
drowse that catches a frostbitten one next to the hot furnace
foam on the tree from the water that is dripping down
snuggling up of particles
face of the wind love-kisses a face in the wind
huddle yourself in the warmth and fragrance of this blessing
in the warmth of my shoulder and neck
smell of my skin
inhale
take a brake
reborn Yourself
reborn everything around You
I’m
budding
you
poem
SALTY. TEAR
in this world where bread is always scarce
is still available in greater abundance than gratitude
something like this wrote Kolakowski interpreting The Book of Ruth
Daniela Trbovic
light snow is falling
surface of the lake is waving
from the other lakeshore voices can be heard
I’m thinking of the word thing
a lot of things can be expressed with the word thing
thing is a short saying
that thing in that thing really gives me strength
the thing is that things shouldn’t be made simpler but they should be simple
snowflakes are bouncing of the sleeve of my jacket while I’m writing about them
I would love to talk for a long time about the word thing
I would love to talk for a long time about every word
I’m really missing the voice recorder
it’s a good thing that missing
it’s a good thing that voice recording
a
poem
of
life
celebrates
life
of
a
poem
poem is a struggle for compassion
only
godly
only
divine
only
god’s
I make a great snowball and afterwards my hands are warm
only
poem
helps
me
to
write
a
poem
yellow-golden leaves of plane tree are white with snow
a woman is throwing bread do the birds while walking
I especially love when a word thing points on something unreal
soil and sky –between the words about which we are talking
we are mentioning gutters
we are enthusiastic about dust
we are vowing to the dew and frosting
every
word
is
one
poem
dew
frosting
God
SOMETIMES I SHOULD BE WRITING IN THE EVENING AND JUST BEFORE THE VERY MIDNIGHT
7:40pm
I’m rarely writing blessings this late
here’s the chance
the light of the computer and desk lamp
it’s dark outside
it’s warm in the room
paradise
Miroslav Mandic book is Miroslav Mandic Museum
it’s joy being in warm
I’m hungry
bread margarine olives tomato juice and kiwi are waiting for me
peacefulness after done day
it’s a Friday evening. I’m looking forward to Saturday
and Sunday
days are wonderful thing
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday
I’m touched by days
through circling
days are constantly coming and going away
they are love-kissing and they love-kiss each other
they
say
that
edgar
allan
poe
also
alive
I froze while walking. after taking a shower warm grace is radiating from me
I am an igloo to all beings
forest
a friend says that he’s licking clean snow
everyone who lost self-confidence should get invigorated in this blessing
get invigorated decisively with tameness
I just remembered that night
the courtyard covered with snow
the outhouse in which I was thinking
my first poem about black and white snow
hey snow covers our villages and roads
hey rivers flood our fields and cities
my day started with tears which were pouring while I was
reading how one woman was apologising for the violence that the
members of her nation have carried out against members of other nation
wow how I find it delightful when a cat raises puppies
when somebody stops eating meat
when somebody sets themselves free of fears and prejudices
when a runaway child survives
when somebody changes their opinion with
which they were defended from freedom and love
freedom is love
love is truth
truth is goodness
goodness is a bud of beauty
DON’T WORRY I’M YOUR INSOUCIANCE
good morning my love
that’s how it all begun
that’s how this day begun as well
they say love is a fairy-tale
they say a fairy-tale always talks only about love
they say a fairy-tale is the only reality
they say that living your own fairy-tale is the best
fairy-tale of love
fairy-tale of love – only love constantly love-kisses
love-kiss love-kiss love-kiss – I’m bringing You a good news
I am a good news
I am the bosom to all beings and in Your bosom I pour gas of love for all beings
limousine
ask me once why is Vladimir Macura the best museum
automobile of one and only movement
I love a lot word auto
auto-(Greek) – prefix in a complex word that means: self, sole, alone
Robert Bresson
ask me ask
everything is auto
auto-humour
I’m slowly moving my hand through the air – hey man what fairy-tale is that
sea depth
heavenly height
I am a worm’s husband
dedicated to the girl Ana Mihnik
I’m spineing You my incomprehensible
a bird has flown into my heart
it’s picking Your love within me
grace permeates the bird You me and the very grace
today Zorana Mihajlov bought me 24 fat crayons
there will be money there will be plenty of money for all beings
don’t give up of That thing
don’t give up on Yourself even more so
and don’t You dare giving up on me either
dedicated to all my failures
I am realization of all Your wishes my camera woman
inexpressible
bud of immortality of all beings
I’M INVITING YOU BECAUSE ONE INVITE CHANGES EVERYTHING
I find it so beautiful that I wouldn’t change anything
fairy-tale is fairy-tale fairy-tale is a priori fairy-tale is both when it happens and when it doesn’t smoothly runs the river of words the river is polished even rams are blooming from fondling roads are missing me lips of rose are rousing me I love poetry of emphasizing and even more so non-emphasizing I find quiet emphasizing more beautiful than loud emphasizing I love emphasizing only when it turns into singing creation excites me singing makes me enthusiastic I’m flying through walking I called energy goodness I just called on music as sameness the music of path and walking sexy feet are love-kissing sexiness of path Miroslav Mandic Roughness is the greatest tenderness I am a servant I love-kiss You Robert Walser wherever I move out I’m rejoicing the most the little things that will even more so make me a Universe just imagine a place on which I will be holding books for reading before I fall asleep just imagine all those wonderful books that I will be reading imagine stronger speakers for music imagine working clothes that I will be wearing imagine the name that I will give to the place I move to imagine the altar that I will make imagine the bed that is waiting for You over there just imagine the sublimity of everyday which the eternity of that place is rejoicing I’m inviting You to Miroslav Mandic Servant – joyful servant of – Miroslav Mandic Museum showing and digital archiving of all Miroslav Mandic work from 1st February to 29th February 2012 every Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday and Friday from 7:30 to 10 pm in the Nest ask for information from mister Miroslav Mandic via e-mail or mobile phone
313 COFFEES OF COURAGE
313 coffees of courage for one better and braver world of all beings
313 coffees of courage is an art piece and it consists of coffee of courage – that famous name 313 drawings of the coffee cup on the front page of a white envelope photo of the coffee of courage money for the coffee in the envelope today’s 33 blessings faith hope and love in the coffee of courage photo of the coffee of courage on the web-site miroslavmandic.name number of the coffee of courage on the back of the envelope Miroslav Mandic Signature coffee of courage is the coffee that You go to drink and while drinking it You make a bold decision bold decision for which You know is important and will bring You courage and success that will set You free from bottled down energy-goodness through which You will live healthier be better and richer for Yourself and for others I believe that 313 coffees of courage will help many people as well as me and not only to survive this 2012 but to help so that everyone survives it not only to survive but also to live it to the delight of all beings each envelope will contain two or three hundred dinars for a coffee or two for coffee in 313 envelope will altogether be 818 euros and that’s how I will with my coffee of courage repay my debt to the Republic of Serbia to which each citizen owes 818 euros that will also be symbolical setting all people free of debt we live and work without debts and excesses – we live through giving and receiving gifts set ourselves free of debt we owe to courage because of our cowardice set ourselves free of debt we owe to freedom because of our self-slavery set ourselves free of debt we owe to conscience because of our bad conscience I will be giving envelopes with money for the coffee of courage to the known and unknown people someone will get several envelopes to give them to the ones who coffee of courage will help I don’t trust economists nor any other experts because experts selfishly know only the wholeness of their field of expertise but not the wholeness of the very unselfish wholeness people believe that they are safe from atomic power plants and only fool can believe that they will not lead to a catastrophe paraphrase of the thought of a great atomic physicist that I heard last night on TV coffees of courage for 2012 are blue coffees of courage for 2013 will be green encourage me encourage 313 coffees of courage for 2013 313 coffees of courage for 2014 313 coffees of courage for 2015 313 coffees of courage for 2016 313 coffees of courage for 2017 313 coffees of courage for 2018 313 coffees of courage for 2019 313 coffees of courage for 2020 313 coffees of courage for 2021 313 coffees of courage for 2022 313 coffees of courage for 2023 313 coffees of courage for 2024 313 coffees of courage for 2025 313 coffees of courage for 2026 313 coffees of courage for 2027 313 coffees of courage for 2028 313 coffees of courage for 2029 313 coffees of courage for 2030 313 coffees of courage for 2031 313 coffees of courage for 2032 313 coffees of courage for 2033 313 coffees of courage for 2034 313 coffees of courage for 2035 313 coffees of courage for 2036 313 coffees of courage for 2137 313 coffees of courage for 3038 313 coffees of courage for 40039 313 coffees of courage for 500040 313 coffees of courage for 6000041 313 coffees of courage for 70000042 313 coffees of courage for 800000043 313 coffees of courage for 9000000044 313 coffees of courage for 10000000045
MIROSLAV MANDIC SERVANT – JOYFUL SERVANT– OF THE MIROSLAV MANDIC MUSEUM
fineness is in everything
roughness is here and there serving is in everything ruling here and there yes to a servant no to a master yes to the serving no to the ruling one is the Lord and one is ruling rejoicing of the very Lord who wants to rule should serve the ruling I love creating I love thanking and serving the creation a lot of it has accumulated I know that it would be grace for You to take care of my Bud the Bud of All Beings which I’m creating is different from the Bud which is the totality of my work you are not around and just not around I was trying with several people it started with Ksenija Bustrevic who enlarged the photos of the One Man for me Vesna Milovic made the big crate for keeping my works. she bought glass for the Leaves – Tree of Life. she packed all works before the Rose of Wandering since then I know less and less about them they have been moving around Nebojsa Covic took photos of them and moved them Zorica Kovacic was starting something Violeta Jovanovic was there Dragana Varadinac was a hope Petar Miloradovic took care of and catalogued them Kaja Cirilovic and Rore Popovic started the way it should be Sun Mandic and Ivana Djokic scanned for printing the draft version of monograph Ivana Zivkovic served a bit Branka Zgonjanin has really done her best all of that has stopped and buried me in the Little-Flat and Nest today being sixty three years old I’m beginning to perceive and digitally archive it for the first time to peek a little bit into that great goodness every evening I’m repacking them wipe them mark them in a new way I’ll take a photo of them and explain them to myself from all of that I will make a draft for digitalisation of the Bud it will help me for writing the autobiography wow how I yearn for it I’ll be using them for working copies of monographs for ideas that are waiting for me to open up to them as I always do with everything this will be done for God You and all beings as I always do with everything this will be done in front of God You and all beings I will begin with my first published text Three Festivals
WORSHIPING
today is 33rd day of the year
seconds are serving minutes minutes are serving hours hours days days years years millennia millennia eternity eternity moments everything serves everything everything serves circling circling serves everyone fish sea blood remembering face blush kiss big water serves water in Your glass with which You are drinking the water of the world serving is grace and insouciance ruling is worry and atrocity last night’s encounter with myself being nineteen years old was exciting for me with the source that makes me keep on flying if it wasn’t for that there wouldn’t be me now I recalled the youth of writing and the writing in youth wow how I care for the youth of these words that’s not far at all it’s timeless and limitless weightless condition of watching each other in the eyes I’m rejoicing You like soil rejoices rain I’m waiting for You sun bud I’m waiting for Your servicing from today I will be putting on the link Bud a photo of one of the works that I’m digitally archiving everything was photographed under ordinary room light and is therefore warmer Violeta and Mirjana were helping me I hope You will also be here during twenty one day of archiving tonight I’m beginning with the Marvellous Work from 1971
IT’S WARM IN THE NEST AND I’M ON TOP OF IT I’M WRITING
yesterday at 6pm died our nun Fevronija
wrote Petar to me last night
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enlargement of love for Fervonija
these days I’ve read that the relative pronoun who, whom, whose
should be written right after the noun to which it relates to. I’m sorry, I don’t
know these rules, and I’m learning on the go and that’s how I apply them too
Violeta Jovanovic
more important than linguistic literacy is the love for writing
life for words
clearness of thought
innocence of heart
suppleness of body
literacy is love for all beings
literacy is understanding the other
media literacy
information processing
virtual
literacy is faith in resurrection
literacy are beauty and goodness together
literacy is salubrity of sea salt with lavender scent in warm water
with which I’m helping every evening my painful Achilles’ tendons and heels
literacy of each woman is knowledge that everything in the world is cock of worshiping
literacy of each man is knowledge that everything in the world is pussy of worshiping
simplicity of writing
lead me God’s joy
I wrote on Sunday in the Red Notebook
I rejoice a lot when I write something down in the Red Notebook
with that joy I’m reminding You of Your joys
I am a fairy-tale to all beings and that’s why I’m rejoicing the fairy-tale within me
Jung is not important for me but I find very important the fact that
he was careful and was talking to the things he lived with when he was old
I love everything that is cheap and minimal but also something that is top-notch
Mont Blanc pen that I was writing with for years
warm room and warm water
fuck what a joy
these days all across the Europe people are dying from coldness
how horrible it is to die of hunger and freezing
snow really mizzles
I didn’t manage to write about what always troubles me and it did today as well
it mizzles
I’ll try tomorrow at least in one blessing
it’s warm in the nest and I’m on top of it I’m writing
METAMORPHOSES
yesterday morning an offer to retrieve a new version of Word popped out of my screen
if that’s how it’s said they are asking me whether I want it or not. I say I don’t but then I cannot use Word I don’t understand technical instructions especially if they are in English then I accept everything but I don’t even know what it is that I’m accepting prison You are sometimes the only solution and freedom in the rotten world that humiliates and disturbs me a lot because I don’t know anything about that what is miserable in dominant media is their arrogance my only loneliness what is sad is when You see how dominant things are turning into out datedness fool You are my only love fool You are eternal and You are always so selflessly helping me everything is good my son You are my father I am Your son walk the good path good path is the only one the path of goodness beauty is on the good path where goodness and beauty are united that’s where grace is value is free of charge you can always count on moving within me a text message I only whished for hey dwelling within one woman to be her flying bird big and burly man and small and petty woman tall woman and short man a field full of burdocks today I saw how a seventy year old woman and a twenty year old man are beautifully kissing each other not arguments but opening not dialogue but confession not understanding but agreement I cooled down on the balcony vegetables for Russian salad pigs are so beautiful what You see over there is a path that leads in a valley what You don’t see over there is a little path that leads to the top and bottom of God I’m enjoying Meister Eckhart a lot I’m shaking my hips for You each mystic speaks god-mouth-ly word god I adore you you’re my god suddenly drew line light blue tenderness of mine
YOU’RE LICKING MY TEARS
it’s exactly 3pm on 5th February 2012 and I am the loneliest creature
in the world. there is nobody who I could address to. I’m addressing the Bud’s screen where I watch what the time is and what day is it. now it’s already 3:02pm. the fact that I can see what is the time and especially that somebody is telling me that makes me the happiest being in the world yesterday’s Sunday experience sameness is constantly changing and transforming into the sameness art is uncompromising poem is uncorrupted walking is innocence my chances are so low that I see everything as a chance we have just started and there is less and less of us this Vladimir Roksandic’s sentence from 1971 I proclaim as a work of art I identify myself with the first one I admire the second one I respect the loyal ones I’m on the side of the oppressed ones but only to the moment of their victory oppression is a kind of freedom but after the victory their oppression turns into the revenge and desire for domination tree of life yes tree of knowledge no do You remember how the tree of life grows from male penis and female head after three days of working on the draft for digital archiving work has turned into the cultivating and refining the Bud nakedness of the Bud 1970-2012 from this moment I’m working on rejuvenation of all of my cells with love for all cells that exist in every being with tenderness for each cell in each being let’s go painful forgetting I transform into the grace of memory of God whenever a man cannot bare a man says I don’t understand whenever a man cannot love-kiss a man says I’m sick finally I can say in front of all beings what I think of each of them no matter that I will probably never going to do that Siniša Tucić poem Siniša Tucić I’m dedicating to Siniša Tucić a form of a poem makes poem it snows singing sings the form of a poem today’s walking on the white full of snow circle around Ada was gorgeous tender is falling slow snow falls through the soul of the world world take care and save yourself
NUN ON THE WHITE SNOW
in the midst of yesterday’s today’s and tomorrow’s mining in the Nest here is
a little breather through Russell’s words that I read yesterday before we begun working and today I transformed them into the blessings a poem of philosophical contemplation the value of philosophy is, in fact, to be sought largely in its very uncertainty thank you Bertrandthe man who has no tincture of philosophy goes through
life imprisoned in the prejudices derived from common sense
from convictions which have grown up in his mind
without the co-operation or consent of his deliberate reason
to such a man the world tends to become definite
finite, obvious
common objects rouse no questions
and unfamiliar possibilities are contemptuously rejected
apart from its utility in showing unsuspected possibilities
philosophy has a value--perhaps its chief value--
through the greatness of the objects which it contemplates
and the freedom from narrow and personal aims
the life of the instinctive man is shut up within the circle of his private interests
family and friends may be included
but the outer world is not regarded except as it
may help or hinder what comes within the circle of instinctive wishes
in such a life there is something feverish and confined
in comparison with which the philosophic life is calm and free
the private world of instinctive interests is a small one
set in the midst of a great and powerful world
which must, sooner or later, lay our private world in ruins
In such a life there is no peace
but a constant strife between the insistence of desire and the powerlessness of will
if our life is to be great and free, we must escape this prison and this strife
one way of escape is by philosophic contemplation
philosophic contemplation does not,
in its widest survey, divide the universe into two hostile camps
friends and foes
helpful and hostile
good and bad
it views the whole impartially
philosophic contemplation, when it is unalloyed,
does not aim at proving that the rest of the universe is akin to man
all acquisition of knowledge is an enlargement of the Self
but this enlargement is best attained when it is not directly sought
but above all because, through the greatness of the universe which
philosophy contemplates, the mind also is rendered great, and becomes
capable of that union with the universe which constitutes its highest good