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!

Saturday, August 20, 2016

FIRST THING

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You have been told that it is important to know the first thing. I want here to point out why it is so important and what you have when you know the first thing. You will surely appreciate the fact that life works this way. 

All the clergy would resign today if they knew the first thing. All politicians would blush and resign as well if they only knew the first thing. Anyone who considers himself or herself to be a professional this or that would quit immediately, pick out an instrument, and go on the road if they knew the first thing. Every general in every army in the world would toss off his uniform and run to sign up for dance lessons if he knew the first thing. All the teachers would excuse the students from attendance in class and promise each student an A if they knew the first thing. We would all fall in love if we knew the first thing.

When you know the first thing...actually know it, it is the same as knowing everything. Why? It is the nature of the first thing that it includes all things. It is universal. The moment one knows, “I know the first thing”, one will realize, My God, I know it all! I know it all! I know it all!


J Whooper Swan
Austin, Texas

Aug 18, 2016