Deve

Poetin poetski performans
Povezivanje svog poetskog tela sa Pneumom Magične, Lekovite Otrovnice, Gljive Amanite M, pokraj Vatre, na punu Lunu.
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„A znaci onima koje veruju u BogoDevu biće ovi: Obožavana Miljenica Sofijina, imenom Njezinim izgoniće demone; govoriće novim jezicima; dodirivaće elementalne Salamandre; ako i smrtno što popije (i pojede) neće joj nauditi; na napaćene metaće ruke, i ozdravljaće.“ (Analogno – Mk. 16-17,18)
Autorka: © Jelena Devina
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Poetess’s Poetic Performance
Connecting her own poetic body with the Pneuma of the Magical, Healing Poisoness — the Amanita M Mushroom — beside the Fire, under the Full Moon.
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“And the signs for those who believe in the Goddess Deva shall be these: The Adored Beloved of Sofia, in Her Name, shall cast out demons; she shall speak in new tongues; she shall touch elemental Salamanders; and if she drinks (or eats) anything deadly, it shall not harm her; upon the afflicted female she shall lay her hands, and they shall be healed.” (Analogous – Mk. 16:17–18)

Authoress: © Jelena Devina

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Jelena Devina – WORTHY DEVE TRIBADES/MARIJUANA
Live at Open Mic
Organized by Rainbow Ignite as part of the WLW Art Fest
(October 11, 2025 / Café Bar 16, Belgrade)
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Jelena Devina - DOSTOJNE/MARIHUANA
Nastup na Open Mic-u
Organizovala Dugina Iskra u okviru WLW Art Festa
(11. oktobar 2025. / Kafe Bar 16, Beograd)
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(WORTHY TRIBADES, © , 2023)
“MARIJUANA
The brutality of nature’s gift pales beside the Wisdom of Grace. Which, too, with a single sweep—like a bundle of grass—can fell all that is ominous, by Merciful will.
You are founded upon Beauty; you live with it, from it, through it. Can creation exist without hallucinogens?
The Beekeeperess and Mila, in search of new pastures for their Bees, stumbled upon endless fields of wild Ma*****na. The Lioness and the Pantheress joyfully ran through them, nibbling blossoms from a few stalks, then lay side by side on their backs and fell asleep, content.
The Lovers smoked a single flower, and drew the Bees to them, who brought drops of raw nectar and let them fall directly onto their tongues— just as their tongues touched, so that every drop could be shared. Then, guided by the intoxicating scent, they made Love, unceasingly, until the Bees had gathered nectar from every bloom. Quickly, they built honeycomb to process the nectar, dried it, sealed it with wax, and prepared it all as a surprise gift for their Beekeeperess and her Beloved girl, when they awoke from their trance of passion. Oh, what a delicacy it was.
Since becoming Nomadesses, they no longer stored honey in combs— they carried only enough within themselves to bridge to the next pasture, providing minimal reserves, primarily for the Queens bees.
W**d! When you open the doors of perception, you may tumble into a bottomless Pandora’s pot— if your Spirit falters, once the hallucinogenic effect fades. Yet you could always enter altered or heightened states of Consciousness naturally— the moment you picked up a pen, sat before a blank page, or began reading your own Book.
You imagined—or through stereo headphones— played different melodies into your mind and heart simultaneously: binaural waves, for instance, at visionary gamma 49 Hz and empathic delta 0.9 Hz, for coherence between heart and brain.
You could also spontaneously transform everything you encountered, as if you yourself were intoxicating. For you always pray to the Almighty Instance not to abandon you, even when you rebelliously push Her away, denying Her best Intentions. When you accuse Her of not letting you reach your highest speeds, nor ascend to your greatest heights, seeking shortcuts through SpiritSoul, amplifying the most powerful emotions, or piercing deeper than you’re ready to bear in that moment.

But it is easy for you, Beloved of the Goddess, for She not only allows the forbidden, She acquires it for you—when you insist. Because, in truth, She knows that what you most crave is to feel how She will embrace you when it all fades.
Thus, even the spirit of h**p has gifted you with a special healing, soothing, and inspiring effect— one that expands perception, and to which you never grow accustomed, no matter how much you consume.
Honey began to drip from the page, sticking sweetly to her fingers. The Secretseeress smiled and licked them with delight. She summoned the Messenger Bee and asked her to deliver gratitude to the Beekeeper and Mila.
She set down her pen, looked upward with joy, and gently whispered: “Beloved Sophia, receive me.”
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(DOSTOJNE, ©Jelena Devina, 2023)

„MARIHUANA
Brutalnost prirode dara je zanemarljiva u odnosu na Premudru Milost. Koja, takođe, otkosom jednim kao snop trave može sve zlokobno da obori, po Milosnom blagovoljenju.
Na Lepoti se zasnivaš, sa njom i od nje živiš! Može li se stvarati bez halucinogena?
Pčelarica i Mila, tražeći nove ispaše za Pčele, nabasaše na nepregledne poljane Marihuane, u netaknutoj divljini. Lavica i Pantera radosno se rastrčaše, obrstiše cvetove s nekoliko stabljika, zadovoljne, jedna pored druge, na leđa se izvališe i zaspaše.
Ljubavne popušiše jedan cvetić, i privukoše Pčele da im donose kapljice neobrađenog nektara i direktno na jezike kanu, i to kad im se jezici dodiruju, da bi svaku kap podelile. A onda su po opojnom mirisu Ljubav vodile, ne prestajući sve dok Pčele nisu sa svakog cveta nektar skupile. Na brzinu saće izgradile da bi nektar obradile, isušile, voskom zatopile i sve to spremile kao poklon iznenađenja svojoj Pčelarici i njenoj Voljenoj, kada se iz ljubavnog zanosa prenu. O kakva je to poslastica bila. Otkako su postale Nomadice, nisu med u saće spremale, samo su u sebi nosile tek toliko koliko da premoste do sledeće paše, tako, prevashodno za Matice obezbeđujući minimalne zalihe.
Vutra! Kad otvoriš vrata percepcije, u pandorin ćup bez dna možeš da upadneš, ako Duhom kloneš, čim te popusti halucinogeno dejstvo. Međutim, u izmenjeno ili povišeno stanje Svesti mogla si uvek i prirodno ući, i to čim uzmeš olovku, sedneš pred list papira, ili počneš da čitaš
neku svoju Knjigu. Zamisliš, Ili preko stereo slušalica, u svoje um i srce, istovremeno pustiš različite melodije, binauralne talase npr. na frekvencijama – vizionarskoj gama 49 Hz i empatičnoj delta 0,9 Hz za koheren- ciju srca i mozga. Takođe, sobom si mogla spontano transformisati sve sa čim se susretneš, kao da si sama opojna. Jer uvek moliš Svemoguću Instancu da te ne pusti i kad je buntovno od sebe odbijaš, negirajući njene najbolje Namere. Kada je sumnjičiš da ti ne dozvoljava da razviješ najveće brzine, niti da se uspneš na najviše visine, tražeći prečicu u DuhDuši, pojačavajući najmoćnija osećanja, ili proničući dublje od onoga koliko si spremna u datom trenutku da podneseš. Ali lako je tebi Umilnici BogoDevinoj, jer Ona ti najbolje zabranjeno ne samo dozvoljava, nego i nabavlja, kad baš insistiraš, zato što, u suštini, zna da najviše žudiš za tim da osetiš kako će te prihvatiti kad te sve to popusti.
Tako da, izvorno i duh konoplje je zbog tebe obdarila naročitim lekovitim, blagotvornim, nadahnjujućim dejstvom koje širi percepciju, na koju se ne navikava koliko god da se konzumira.
Med poče s papira da se sliva i za prste da joj se lepi. Osmehnu se Tajnovida i slasno oliza prste. Pozva Pčelicu Pismonošu i zamoli je da odnese Pčelarici i Mili blagodarenje. Spusti olovku, radosno pogleda uvis i umilno prošaputa 'Sofija Voljena, prihvati me!'“
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