got him!!!!! again.

as soon as i thought i spent a beautiful afternoon with a pretty friend of mine discussing life, i made a wrong decision going back to maxi (vojvode stepe blvd, belgrade, serbia). bought a yoghurt, some grapefruit beer, schweppes bitter lemon and lemony mineral water. as soon as i got home i realized i had a problem with an eye and at first i thought it was a laser injury but then i realized it also happened on previous occasion when black betty - alexandra - was in the isle containing dangerous chemical liquids. this time she was there too holding a portable laser price scanner but it is a damn too close of a coincidence to just not mention a possible foul-play. i could imagine they sprayed some dangerous shit in the air moments before i was going to pass by an isle pretending maybe they were cleaning the chicken grill or similar. of course got no proofs, but if it did not happen before with the same symptoms (i suspected alexandra likewise) and if i did not believe they did something nasty (with same guy on the grill?  comes to think of it they could have sprayed chemicals into a hot oil/water near grill to create nasty fumes) i would not be writing about it. so now i have an irritating painful red pustule that came out of blue. i tried to calm pain with yoghurt bath to no avail. 

assume it could be alexandra's personal revenge since i mentioned her on this blog. she looks like that sort of type that would do nasty things to retaliate. also the fat lady was managing the shift and alexandra & co. could have had her go because she also seems to be a tit for tats type (for calling her fatso). fuck maxi. in serbia they do not realize the values of health and they are so easy on maiming, it feels like life has no value around here. bottom line, i would get more respect by the load of monkeys in the wilderness than from serbs in serbia

ps. if this shit did not happen to me, my major news would've been that yesterday i overheard someone saying marija is visiting swimming pools. the only time i went there i got a nasty infection so i'd never revisited  any pool in belgrade ever in my life just like i never went to united states again. disregarding the fact that i am closer in mind and heart to benjamin franklin and george washington than any contemporary american will ever be. 

pss it is 23:49 pm now and i still feel the consequences. the pustule and irritation/redness are still there, the pain is very intense up and down (all around) when i close my right eye blinds. when i keep blinds open i do not feel that much pain but pressure where the pain is located. next to alexandra, and the grill guy, the guy that cleans the store - who was measuring vegetables at the time is also highly suspicious to me. 

another day, another mystery

went to buy breakfast and newspapers. the love of my life was at the register. as soon as i walked in the store tune came on with lyrics in serbian "you are an older gentleman, why don't you live up the rest of your life with me, cut to the chase old man". was it a hidden message or coincidence? please i need a code breaker here. marija looked somewhat stirred plus her nails were painted bright orange red, a bright vibrant color which symbolizes physical energy. damn it, man she knows that i am drained and down, and down with her. she is trying to help me out. belgrade, the city of sisterly love. may it be>
tables are turning brother
the only thing she needs now is to give me a sign. the best would be if she would hit me somehow, a punch sounds like an okay too, even sneak up on me if need be, that way we would not be in prior need of talking cause i do not know what to say to her before she gives me the sign and hits me. selah!

FOLLOW UP on 29th of July 2013:
majority of serbs and montenegrins i am complaining about would jump into foreigners' ass if they could. on the other hand, they would cannibalize their own kind. i am not talking about dogs but 'humans'. what made me angry again? i have been writing about love for three months and somehow i have humanized myself within the last three months on this blog. this does not fit local taste, they would still love to point their ugly fingers at me, they need a crazy guy to wash their bloody hands away with respect to destruction of my family. if you get my drift, i will only mention motherfuckers in tehnomanija store at studentski trg location (doors to the right next to kfc; around 13:00hrs) with the question-statement "was that a way to welcome your customers?" and a group of five sobs i went by in knez mihajlova street that looked montenegrin to me. these pussies whenever strong in numbers are ready to start a fight without anyone asking for their stink - that's probably why i have never been to montenegro. i do not even know what they wanted - like i was not allowed to walk on the street in their proximity.
FOLLOW UP on 29th of July 2013: feeling helpless went to maxi to see if i'd luck out and catch a glimpse of mary to restore mood.  what a joy it would be, imagine then i do not think i would have survived the men stuff with her, you know, due to the excitement. no she was not there unless she was in hiding. when i walked inside there was a dead silence and the two meatmen got together to have a little conference. as i walked by one of them said discreetly "so are you sure he stuck it into her?" well, whatever they say i immediately think it is about mary for i think of her a lot and she is the major object of my concern there. esp. since i know nothing about her. however i realized then that i would take in mary even if she had made mistakes in earlier life. even if it is true that she's got a rapsheet. so that was a good bit of information, not. it is not that i don't deserve any better but i believe in good people and love above all. also, what surprised me is that almost everyone today felt some kind of compassion, some type of remorse for me, even a black betty - alexandra - so that was quite unusual. so i got home, and keep thinking does me no good 

NEWS, BROTHER, NEWS & A PAINT JOB

it's gonna be too late before 
she realizes the life ain't worth 
shit without me. 

you won't believe this. the motherfuckers have been hiding marija away. stashing rather as if she was an object or something.

if that was not a dream i think i saw her at the register right after i walked into the effin' maxi store. and then all of a sudden she disappeared. surely it was her or i've lost my effin mind.

and to top it all off, so far hala gorani (cnn news) was a good marija's sub or it was the other way around; oftentimes, if i do not get to see marija in the store, i watch cnn all day and wait for hala's show. well, she just said she is not gonna be anchoring for the entire week, likely she is going to new york. man oh man, that's what i call a bummer. and then, the previous day, i saw someone who looked just like marija on the bus no. 25 - heading towards the jerkoff bros /jerkovic?/ neighborhood - this girl was the exact match except that her hair color was dark
  FOLLOW UP ON 27th of July 2013:
was shopping today and yes, marija walked right by. to my surprise she yelled out 'milos!' to someone, but for goodness sake, i was too afraid to do or say anything. just could not shake myself up and stared in the direction. oh my God, her look. she  looked like an angry mother that's gonna give beatings to a baby that did something wrong. she used to scare the heck out of me even before. as a matter of fact, it was not the same mare i knew from two weeks ago. she looked frustrated and aura-less. as if someone stuck a needle through without actually popping her demeanor. of course she is not used to holding the weight of the world on both of her soft fleshy milk-secreting breasts as opposed to me who's been burdened by the unspeakable scum and filth of united states and serbia altogether for years. i see no future...for this book. 

went to buy breakfast and newspapers. she was at the register. as soon as i walked in the tune came on with lyrics "you are an old man, live up the rest of your life, cut to the chase". was it a hidden message or coincidence. marija looked confused and her nails were painted orange whatever it may mean. i found out the following key attributes:

Positive keywords include: sociable, optimistic, enthusiastic, cheerful, self-confident, independent, flamboyant, extroverted and uninhibited, adventurous, the risk-taker, creative flair, warm-hearted, agreeable and informal.

Negative keywords include: superficial and insincere, dependent, over-bearing, self-indulgent, the exhibitionist, pessimistic, inexpensive, unsociable, and overly proud.

 

american idiots

i’d never shake hands with any american. 

i’d never allow any american own my art. 

i don’t hate them nor love ‘em. 

just want to breeze by them like they do not exist. 

i personally don’t watch american movies, listen to their music nor buy any of their goods. 

that’s about it. 

and i’d wish i had same expectations on their part. 

unfortunately, they want their stink to be felt and heard all around the world. they just do not leave you alone. 

as i entered maxi today, two young females, at first i thought they were serbian were walking behind me when one of them said to the other with pure american accent, don’t worry about him! 

she clearly meant me. 

i personally would not touch any or anything american with a tenth foot pole. i used to profoundly admire this nation but after what they did to me and my family ten years ago, america is a complete black empty hole as far as i am concerned. it's the nation of absurd with a sophisticated constitution on paper but in practice it destroys families and lives; as if you would drive north korean repressive plunk boasting a ferrari sticker on it. i erased it from my memory and future. i will always avoid it if i could, like doom. so why would someone who i think is inferior in any respect be paranoid of me as if i would do something to them. and then they proceeded to hustle me around the store making all sorts of noises. fuck you beaches. you are the worst /just don’t have enough wording and energy for THAT/ well, just like i say, out of sight, out of mind, if you disregard, don't touch and don't get yourself involved with evil hopefully the evil will stay away worried about its own modes and problems

this plain sentence this young female said was a plain giveaway, habeas corpus, that they had done something bad to me on the national scale, and now it is a call of their consciousness, to think that i would retaliate and hence "don't worry about him", in other words, we checked the piece of shit and he is as harmless as amoeba, we can go on with our business as usual. selah!

and then later on to top it all off,
i get to watch serbian major news readers, like some aneta,
who look like losers not able to produce a smile and spread good aura and vibe about themselves,
so, i'd like to see pictures of all the decision making men that gave their valued opinion that she don't suck. as if she is involving her personal problems - e.g. quarrels with boyfriend - with job.
mean purely sparkling mean
it's freaking scaring me out. just this thing alone makes me wonder if i am on some kind of deathrow (a.k.a. serbia) 

FOLLOW UP ON july 24th 2013: just saw aneta again and i had a change of heart about her. instead of saying that i am sorry i will tattoo her image and name on my right arm. 

ONE TRUE GENTLEMAN

milos vujasinovic 

Belgrade, Serbia, 1971. Founder of Intuitive Art and Intuitive Art Manifesto [2008].

The Most Hated Artist in Serbia

Apostle of artistic freedom.

Vujasinovic art is special because it cannot be owned by any Serb or American art collector. Anybody who acquires it, unless it is a gift from the author, must sign a formal written agreement (stamped on the verso of artwork) stipulating that neither they– nor their heirs –will sell Milos' art to any American or Serb, otherwise, the author's right of property is reinstated immediately without any remuneration. It is not discrimination, it is a small-scale reciprocation for the irreversible things done to him, ruined family and future. The aim was to destroy me, hence dead man don't paint and sculpt. 

"My art is all intuitive. It is all about how it is supposed to be based on my great experience and self-acquired skills on one side and personal feel and signature on the other than how it should be. And how it should be nobody knows now. It is art that imitates tradition and modern art with a goal of approaching to the highest heights of modern art as I believe that all traditional and modern art knowledge is somehow lost just like the ancient knowledge of pyramid builders, techniques and technologies are now lost too. Also I try to keep it as raw and heart-honest exploding as I possibly can along the way. It is indeed like going back to the future."

the abrupt disappearance of Mary

so in serbia dreams never come true, partly due to those that were supposed to be the actors in my life, and partly to those that use all means necessary to prevent joys of life and successful and happy living that God has given to me by birth and supposedly everybody else. these are serbs. in other words, marija has disappeared from my life and i do not want to know how and why. it just doesn't feel right. at last and at least they could have helped staging one serious wedlock after everything they (both serbs and americans) did to me, blah, blah. thus here is another proof that both nations are as evil as one can get. 

some serbs only mock people and irritate and like to be annoying and provoke and rat out and snitch - favorite serb past-time.

just take a look at the latest work by serbian artist mocking Angela Merkel. and Angela Merkel is such a wonderful woman. i do not find her sexual attractive but i can relate to her as one of my best friends. on behalf of myself and my art without borders philosophy --- as a serb and great serbian patriot --- i extend deepest apologies to this wonderful godly creature. somebody must be out of their mind. 

BELGIAN MOTHERFUCKERS

The fake story goes, I fell head over heels for Marija because she used to point laser price scanner into my eyes; that's why other cashiers do it on purpose as it happened today July 21st 2013. I guess they are hoping to become stars in my eyes. And man, it truly burns. in this Wild West turned Disneyland called Serbia one guy lost vision as they played with laser on Exit rock festival recently. If the Belgian motherfucker that owns Maxi Supermarket chain proves it by keeping this very price scanner pointed into his own motherfucking eyes for two hours that it is harmless I shall kiss his ass. Distance: half a meter away. He would not be able to hold it for thirty seconds as it would burn his motherfucking eyes. His cashiers keep doing it. and of course Marija was something special, she could have done many other things to me, I wouldn't mind.  the problem in serbia it is a country without accountability which is good if you are not in the center of attention and public focus like me. Then you suffer. Otherwise, I'd rather be living in the Wild West than here. 

LISTING OF 10 MOST NOTABLE FALLINGS IN LOVE I WAS RIDING OUT IN THE PAST TEN YEARS

This is my 92^nd post, and there are 92 sq. inches on my favorite tennis racquet. Plus here is the list of 10 life-changing love experiences i went through, not to mention whether the love was returned:

1.       Lucy Hockings, tv anchor
a creature so sensual, purrs and plays like a violin, what and how she does makes me want to get out of my skin

2.       Becky A., 
vibe of the universe

3.       Marijah (Mary), store clerk
housewife, hardest disappointment

4.       D., store clerk
 housewife

5.       Anon., store clerk
n/a

6.       Dusica S., tv anchor 
  smarts, vibes

7.       Marijah (Mary), store clerk
 housewife, earlier disappointment, cobwebs now

8.       Ana R., tv anchor
  looks, vibes

9.       M.P., sportswoman
destiny, vibes

10.   Anon., physician
  position, power, income

11.   M.B., sportswoman
attitude, ethereal vibe

12. O.J., sportswoman 
housewife
 i kept one secret intentionally..

   most of these turn ons /some british, some serbian and one french/ were doomed from day one; could you imagine english-speaking father arguing:
"milos?! goodness gracious me, what kind of name is that? i don't trust guys named milos...is that guy a joke, or what?"

   so i assume in perfect situation a girl like that might just have to elope. oh how i wish one of them did. selah!

I must say I have not lucked out as yet as Eija-Riitta Berliner-Mauer did.  This lady claims to have fallen in love with the bridge structure when she saw it on TV at the age of seven.

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they cannot call me a traitor, that would be too much, but they call me pussy and wussy in order to attract this bloodthirsty (BEATING PEOPLE TO NEAR DEATH) wedlock trashing nation into hating me and harassing me on every step of my way. these are serbs.

FOR THE MAN AS FRAGILE AS I AM, THIS LIFE FILLED WITH UNJUSTIFIED HARASSMENT WAS A DEATH SENTENCE SIGNED BY AMERICANS TO BE EXECUTED BY SERBS.I HAVE TO BE MEAN TO GIVE SENSE TO ALL OF THIS.I DO NOT THINK ANY SERBS THAT PARTICIPATE IN IT FEEL ANY SORT OF REMORSE.THIS NATION SHOULD HAVE THE BIGGEST PERCENTAGE OF REGRETS IN THE WORLD.

like i wrote in the follow up of the previous post – they did something to marija. probably transferred her to another store and next time i see her she will most likely have a child like it had happened with another marija - they know. she despises me, i am sure.

there is monkey business. gypsy business. american business. and serbian business.

now these local motherfuckers are on my back  again. most likely because of this blog and posts. they suspect that i am getting some benefits on account of it. several of them tried to run me down with cars yesterday. some of them are almost celebrating the guy who beat me to death for no reason some time ago.   

in serbia and america all justice is based on prejudice. it practically means that in these countries the only valid justice is served by way of colt 45. in these cawntries justice disagrees with mor/t/als.

if there is a way out of every situation, i just do not know how to deal with serbs. if they were smart and dealable they would be swiss not serbs. i am throwing in the towel but it changes nothing. i cannot make gypsies not wander and better than what they are. same with serbs and marija. they like to be what they are and if they want to roll themselves in mud and destroy themselves there is no way i can change it just by telling them fuck no! do not even know who's their daddy? hey marija, i am your one way ticket out of your miserable life, oh please just please understand. without me you are just going to be in the worst mess. i love you, it's a jackpot or stay in vain.

serb daddy may only be america, because they imitate everything that america wonts and does. it’s sickening. my experience with america is the following: A) the feeling of constant public surveillance and amped up pressure by unorthodox methods is effective way of intimidation. B)&C) that follow, i found on www; 
B) u.s. government is looking for perfect distractions: bin ladins, snowdens. and next thing you know, after all of that smoke is cleared, perhaps some strange bill was passed. C) demonisations for no real or logical reasons while the u.s. government continues to slowly whittle away personal freedoms in the name of security. that’s why mr. billy snowden does not want to go to america because he would be tortured and executed there. on the other hand, serbs distract and demonize but without reason, they just think it is a cool thing to do because america does it. i strongly advise him to stay away from serbia too. after they treat him as shit they will hand him over. my story, just vice versa. america is not much better than serbia. serbs even hid mary away; and with her a measly chance to refurbish and repair the long lost wedlock and family life. selah!