THE STORY OF JOHNNY WHOOPER SWAN We go to school trusting our parents. We meet a teacher there who stands up front with a big desk, and a pointer. She or he trains us in an authoritative manner. We attach mentally to a life long need for authority in order to live lives successfully. Right so far? In my case, at the age of 25 I was ready to enter the practice of law where I hoped for success and a happy life finally. Very shortly, very shortly, I became anxious. There was a foreboding. I was made more uncomfortable with each experience. Law work is nothing like what I was told it would be. The system is corrupt. But I still cling to my expectation that career success is necessary to my happiness as a man. Each day my grasp of what the fuck success amounts to after all becomes more clouded, murkier. I hear songs on the airwaves and at concerts which describe my life as the life of a fool. What am I becoming? I want to rip off my business suit to run naked in the street with my hair on fire! But I am too afraid. In strange, weird (weird comes from a word meaning wise), fragmented steps I go about a journey of my own believing myself to be the first man to have failed in such a total way which journey works so as to break up my career, end a marriage, and start an entirely new way of relating with my two children whom I love deeply. Almost magically I meet a woman who is a career counselor who asserts a beautiful message that I am made to be joyful in my work everyday and at all levels. This understanding sets me on a completely new course. It is no longer a world of systems to me but an undivided one of unlimited beauty. It reminds me of a painting. A true masterpiece. I am drawn from within to learn the truth about my identity and nobody else can teach me that. From this point onward I will use thinking capacity for mastering mechanical processes and follow my heart, which includes my whole nature, which includes your whole nature and that of every human being for all the rest. I’ll go by the name Johnny Whooper Swan who does not explain itself to anyone. By my fruits shall I be known. Watch me soar!

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Set Yourself Free


I just watched a documentary on Netflix that flatly makes the assertion that it is the role of a society to provide an environment that promotes the happiness and wellbeing of its members. This is typical today. It should be rare but it is the norm of thinking everywhere and the source of so much human suffering and depression, loneliness, and isolation. It must cease.

Society. What is one? Find one and bring it here and show us a society. Take its picture. Ask it to speak to us. If it lives it must let us know so we can ask it to do its job. We must hold it accountable. Perhaps we should pray to it? We need a symbolic idol to worship named “Our society”. Wait. We have thousands and thousands such things all around public gathering spots. They cost a lot of money but just stand there looking pretty. Normally they bear the carver's name. That's right! Should we hold the carver accountable for the failure of the symbol? They are made by the hands of a man or woman. Images. Powerless to raise a finger to help anyone, not even the pigeons on their bodies. And the flags! My God, the flags!

You get my point. This is really sad. It is a disgrace. It is humiliating to think we are so low in our understanding of the difference between the real and the unreal.

When will we learn that there are people here represented symbolically by words and sculptures and flags and address all our concern, every last bit of it, to the people who are present and alive? The word SOCIETY, even in all caps, is nothing but a symbol. It is a reflection of what is actual. The reflection has no life and no power. The power is in the people, you and me, brother and sister. We must arise and admit it.


If not, we go deeper and deeper into a fools world where it is said that you laugh but not all your
laughter, weep but not all your tears. We have such a miracle inside us as whole complete human beings. Let us make the shift to reality and replace the goofy symbols with real human effort and find out what we have been given. The reflection is not the real thing. Look in a mirror at your own face. Notice. Take up the reigns of your own life and live fully. Set yourself free!

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