One's
ego is shaped by your enemies. That is what it is for...to fight and
defend against attacks. And, it stands as a wall against your
friends. It is a very limiting device. Cripplingly so. It tells you
that life is difficult. It tells you to be afraid. It tells you life
will be better at some future time (which never comes). Its purpose
is war with everybody you encounter, even your family. So, why keep
it? What would you be like without one? Ask yourself. Ego tells you
that you would be nobody but for it. Have you ever experienced the
true experience of actually being NOBODY? Dare you? Ask yourself.
Think about it. Look, the ego is what the therapist will treat
should you visit one. Next time, ask the therapist if it is okay for
you to leave your ego at the office of therapy and go home as your
ego-less being. One thing I'll tell. Ego-less Nobody has no enemies.
Life cannot be explained. Accept this much for now and flow with me. Authority has us in complete denial about it most of the time. This blog wants to show there is a whole different way to live and humans can do it and have done it before. It is hoped we get that job done.
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!
