EVERYTHING IS ONE AND IT’S ALL THE SAME IS ONE

it’s all the same – I’m alive God — is alive

 

it’s all the same what I’m writing I’m writing one

 

it’s all the same who I am – I am God

 

whichever way You want it’s really all the same

 

all is beautiful

 

all is good

 

small is small. small is big. small is both small and big

 

big is big. big is small. big is both big and small

 

summit is summit. summit is down. summit is the middle

 

down is down. down is up. down is the middle

 

past is past. past is now. past is future

 

now is now. now is past. now is future

 

future is future. future is past. future is now

 

all is continuing concatenating and permeating

 

third condition has been created

yesterday I’ve mentioned it for the first time

(yesterday was translated as ‘third stage’, but today’s translation is more appropriate;

also, in Serbian ‘pregnancy’ is referred to as ‘second condition’, prim. prev.)

 

grace sets free from existing pictures of the world

 

good cannot be ruled over because good doesn’t rule

 

death is resurrection

 

poem is all and all is poem

that all is one and that it’s all the same condition speaks about it I’ve experienced

and revived for the first time on the Second Walking for Poetry twenty four years ago

 

all words are love

 

everything depends only from me

despite the last night’s pain

 

love doesn’t die and it doesn’t end it just transforms into love

 

all is constantly transforming into the same

 

everything is constantly reviving each other

 

everything is constantly transforming each other

 

all new and newest elements of an atom make and lead towards the one and only atom

 

all new and newest Universes make and lead towards the one and only Universe

 

discovering more and more of different is nothing but

confirmation and celebration of anything of the same

 

I’m not afraid even when I am afraid it’s all the same anyways

 

I don’t worry even when I’m worried since all as well as one is all the same

 

God

I don’t give a fuck about God who I care for the most since I only affirm Him anyways

whatever I might be thinking saying or doing I only love-kiss Him because God is love and He love-kisses me

 

 

from

this

poem

of mine

beautiful

your

eyes

are

 

 

it’s all the same – God is alive – I’m alive