preventing a heartbreak (newly executed poems, 2022)

dedicated to Her

you may see her face in every fleeting passerby
turn around to make sure it was not her
she might be somewhere else or there
in every image popping up on facebook
you imagine swapping words with her in diner
under the moonlight ... with candles, romance, jeez
will it ever happen ? and if so, when so ...
will she be with you - under the boardwalk ?
as the tom tom club even vows it on air
and then you just have to take it like a man
hoping and praying, the time will wait
and when all things begin to dissipate slowly
alas, you get to realize your fate
fairy tale endings, uh-huh, uh-huh-huh
 do not ever happen in Serbia

- milos vujasinovic (june 28, 2022)

new roles order / just got ticked off (allegedly testing a free speech)

belgrade [serbia] june 26th 2022: this land is so small, if they do a recon and know what you recently bought and have in fridge, they can go to factory to custom make the same, let's say a Coke sparked with the cancer-causing dirt and then do a diversion in the heat of the night and swap it. yesterday I opened a can of Coke and took several sips, about two fingers of Coke, in the dark until I figured out that it was fizzing like crazy as if it was spiked with something. I took a video lasting over five minutes, a Coke in the glass did not stop bubbling like the stuff in it was boiling. these several sips gave me an immediate diarrhea and my throat has been hurting as if I drank acid. what if I had the entire can? If this was what numerous Serbian countrymen have been trying to alert me to by raising drinks and drinking whenever in front of me, I cannot thank them enough, but if that is the sign of something else, I challenge anyone as Im ready to do a simultaneous staring and drinking contest right away … it is all in Lord’s hands, Im pretty sure I would be the winner in the end … and whoever turns out to be the chicken - his sight, body or hands will shake and tremble. if I do not drink in Serbian restaurants, it is because I do not trust my countrymen. I do not even know who are the people that are harassing me in public, for all I know these unknown men could be the owners or the workers in these joints. whenever I drink as a guest that means that I have a complete trust in the owner or worker otherwise I let it go because Im pretty sure a large number does not think the very best of me, so I do not want to be the scapegoat for nothing.

today I witnessed two events whose directors must be the heads of serbian clandestine agencies dealing with potential enemies of the Serbian regime. in the first one, as I was making a left turn on Bulevar Despota Stefana (in Belgrade) an individual, probably an undercover cop, stood on the sidewalk pretending to shuffle an invisible deck of cards in his empty hands. the message was obviously a gambler or gambling. since I do not gamble, as I do not trust my countrymen; I only occasionally make small time tennis bets with registered bookies; I think this act is connected with the following message that was perpetrated half an hour later -- as I was exiting maxi supermarket parking lot on autokomanda square in Belgrade I passed by a car with Montenegrin plates whose driver was acting as if he was shot dead in his driver’s seat. the position of his body was quite indicative. I think one can get the idea and that is the imminent murder presented to the public as connected with gambling activities. I repeat I never gambled in Serbia nor I would ever gamble with any inhabitant of Serbia or this region.

several months ago, most likely the government here, again, set the highly unpleasant encounter with an allegedly dangerous and vicious guy who is the leader of the government sponsored notorious gang. luckily, this event ended without any victims or huge losses on either side, but Im not sure what is next in this country that stinks of communism. it seems as if a number of people is all about some stinking business out here. it makes you throw up, or the custom-made drinks will make you throw up …

Serbia : post covid spitting and coughing – S.O.S. to the world

following up with more facts and thoughts on my post from yesterday, today I went to buy chicken at the maxi store at 97, kumodraska street, Belgrade, and a deli man actually spat on his fingers to open up a plastic bag and then took chicken with that same hand to place it in it. he said all the best to you with a little bow so I was unsure whether he did it on purpose to unnerve me or he is just like that. anyway, I took the chicken to the register and said that I did not have enough money so I just bought the newspapers. I then proceeded to maxi store on 115, vojvode stepe street to buy my chicken there. and there everything was all right until I got to the register …  

the local man familiar to me from being around and who runs the small business nearby – see images enclosed herewith – and who unprovoked in the past showed animosity towards me on at least one occasion, came next in line behind me and started jerking his feet as he was going to kick me, all in the similar fashion the other person was doing last night in different maxi store, as described in my previous post. when I gave no reaction and cashier went to exchange some money, this tall man then lowered himself and literally leaned his elbow on the register where my purchase was standing: one chicken, four avocados, one Kozel dark and six more newspapers ( I needed additional copies as a demanti article I wrote was published in it), and started intentionally coughing all over it … as we were waiting for cashier he continued coughing all over my purchase waiting for my reaction; the purchase was approx. 20 (twenty) inches away from his mouth and he was not even pretending that he was not doing it on purpose … I could not believe my eyes … I was thinking I was going to throw away the plastic bags in which the groceries were packed as soon as I exit the store. also, I knew any altercation including violence would bring possible charges and lawyers’ fees in excess of thousands of US dollars, a small fortune. so how to protect myself from these worse than animals Serbian comrades I have been asking the world, please guide them if you can and show them the rules of living on this planet. I think impossible! I think the existence of higher powers must be brought to light in Serbia once as these guys recognize no authority but the local post-communist regime that obviously allows this harassment, stalking and persecution to continue … later it came to me, i think i should have left the store without making the purchase, i would have felt less consequences

when i was looking for address to his store this evening, i was amazed that this person is coincidentally portrayed on google images as well ... the address of the simpsons bakery (pekara store) is 111, vojvode stepe str, belgrade, serbia, so his business, next door, must be (or must have been if it is not in function) 109, vojvode stepe str., belgrade, serbia

 

disgraceful acts of cowardice

If you step away to provide room for breathing, 

they are getting even closer thinking 

that you are a straight-out coward

Belgrade, Serbia, June 10^th 2022: my experience with some serbian men is they tend to be quite dominating and esp. if they know that you are under public scrutiny and stuck in the mud like myself, they give you these nasty looks and do not hesitate to move into your personal space so it feels as if they are going to sucker punch or sucker kick you at any moment. just as it happened this evening in maxi store at autokomanda square while I was waiting in line at the register, I am usually vary of what is going on around me for I have been thru a lot in Serbia and I gave this mofo the benefit of a doubt as he was accompanied by a girlfriend but all of a sudden he became freaky doing exactly what I described. I am asking what would happen to those serbs if they were singled out in Greece let’s say by the Englishmen while waiting in line anywhere and given the taste of their same medicine? it does not say on their foreheads who they are, but I must be vary because things tend to happen here out of blue and you just cannot trust people. they know me but I do not know any of them; this fact says a thing or two about the democracy I am living in, as I believe this is happening because this is not the country where your liberties are guaranteed but the state is actually in the business of promoting this cowardly behavior and violence. meanwhile these serbian countrymen that are targeting me are also making me the butt of their jokes. I believe harassment and stalking at the very least have political background as my views are against the regime that stems from the communist roots and old and new money as well as power on the part of many of these players are at stake.

to give you example how different I am from these present day serbs here is one example: if 1000 men were unlawfully singling out and harassing one individual, I would have been the one to step in and side with the victim and damn me if I would have been the 1001^st serb. it would have been us two against one thousand …