I was at one concert, and I did not do as I expected. It was a concert of music I love, which I myself sing, but something else happened here.
On my travels through the shrouds of the world believed to have been looking for the world by miracle and enlightenment, but from a few places I brought peace and tranquility. For a long time, I needed to understand that I did not have to go somewhere to get what I wanted, but that the condition was living in the menu and that I only need to discover it and allow him to take me all the way, no matter where I am. That’s exactly the hardest part of the journey.
At the concert I was talking about, there was a person on the scene whose gender should not be discussed at all. Strange, is not it? At the same time, he has chin and shoes on the stylus, but he can do it because he is free from sex. You wonder what this means?
They say when we get rid of earthly lessons, our body becomes irrelevant, and with it and our sex, because we have overcome it. I just read about it, but I’ve never seen it. This guy, in fact, because of everything I said I would call him a deer in one of his poems, spread the joy of the scene on which he was, and this is evidence that he is just such, released. Being happy means being free.
The concert was unusual. Rarely when one can see in a place so many people who are gathered around one, and that is love, caused by the happiness of a person’s smile. Although his occurrence is not everyday in these frail areas, both the old and the young have shone with the same energy that the deer spread, and that was love. They were love. Being happy means giving love.
There were exceptions, though in a huge minority. A younger couple was sitting close to me. He played the games on the phone all the time during the concert, spilled anger on his date and occasional screamed commenting on Jelence`s look. For a moment, I wondered how much an idiot someone must be to behave so much and abused himself. This man is a tormented soul who, because of his misery and darkness, opposes himself to someone and does not notice how much love and light this person illuminates with him. That unfortunate man was blinded by his limitations that he was telling him: do not look, you might like it, and if you like something that “abnormally” falls you from the head of the crown of masculinity and your normality that you barely perceived. The man was captured in his darkness staring at his phone, far from the liberation that was celebrated on the scene.
Ancient teachings say that the liberation is the goal of everyday life and incarnation, the damage to his soul that is so far from it. Fortunately my thoughts flew very quickly to freedom led by beautiful energy from the scene.
Who then is normal, this “abnormal” or this with a socially accepted mask “I’m normal”?
Very close to me, two girls were dancing in so much enthusiasm that they did not cover their attachment to each other, but how to resent them when it is pure love and nothing matters in it. The liberation that spread from the scene has ruined all barriers and limitations. One of the boys and grandmothers, they played like children. There was a lot of happy world that night in one place.
I remember the picture I saw in a temple in India, Shiva and Shakti as one person, united in peace and tranquility. They say that when we reach this unification of the male and female aspects of ourselves, we will be free from serving in this dark energy of re-birth in suffering, which they say is the earthly life and be in full harmony and beauty with the Source.
The younger ones had no life at all, through the pain of their lives they passed in childhood so that in their youth, through the song, they found their smile in which love was seen. And right here at the corner I saw the united Shiva and Shakti dance in their tantric dance on the stage.
They say when we can shake the shame of ourselves, discomfort and frustration towards our own imperfection and life, and we dance inward with our whole being without shame, so that we can get rid of the sting of karma.
Jelenče demonstrated the perfect dance unconnected with his own limitations, even the man who played the games on the phone on several occasions started to kick his leg. Everyone present wished to dream that they had never done so far and that’s what they did. Jelenče was playing as an ecstatic as the most sensual girl in the dress, but also as a real cheerful young man in a men’s suit. Hechanged clothes, but did not let his smile and glow in his eyes.
Although I sing traditional Balkan music, I have to say that somebody who does this works maestrally, just because it works from a heart led by love. His specific color of the voice is also freed from sex, from age and youth, from technique and genre, it is its own and freely.
They say that the one who sat on the right side of God and was closest to him, had one virtue of all the councils, which was singing. They say that when he sang, those who listened to him forgot about problems and became love, beauty and compassion. I felt it at this concert. I was a love.
The Jelence’s body is completely embellished with various symbols, all cultures and religions, but again it is liberated from all religions and cultures. We do not pray to God, but we celebrate it, because God is not there somewhere, but already here, and it does not look like this or anyway, and certainly not because He is love.
Tesla once said when asked if he believed in God: I do not believe in God who is described by all known religions, but I know that he exists. I saw it and I experienced it. If I have to describe it physically, it is light, and if I want to describe it the way I felt it, it is love, beauty and compassion.
I saw the light in the eyes of all those who were in the concert and felt these three states, and brought them with me.