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!

Friday, September 9, 2016

Truth's Most Holy Ground Of Being
Anyone who knows all people are one is already at peace with all others. That cannot be taught. It is innate. It must be realized and felt in the heart to be known. Conversely, if you are not at peace with all others, you do not know all people to be one; and the bullshitter's true motives will be soon revealed.

Okay. Here's the fucking deal as I see it now. People do not trust themselves let alone each other. You decide which comes first. Everybody I have met is either indifferent to any need to make an effort in the direction of peaceable co-existence across the board or they are teaching somebody else how to do what they have never done nor have they seen done. People who claim to be peaceful are not. Instead, they are part of some group that recites, We are peaceful. We are peaceful? If I want to be peaceful I should join your group? Who is peaceful? The select group or the whole? These peace loving groups are not even peaceful at home. Teachers. These teachers espouse the practice of dissociation. Know what that is? It is the disconnecting of something from something else. Two or more somethings arise, done mentally, where there is one.

How many beloved teachers have taught, we are one? Why is the response always: Yeah, let's go fight those who are not one! (One way to fight is to cast a ballot in a voting affair. Another way is to teach others how they are wrong and you are right.)

How many arguments have there been concerning this issue: whether an individual must forgive another first or forgive himself first? Love another first or love himself first? I personally have heard more than I care to. It just might be a moot issue.

I am a participant in what?

Either I am choosing sides or I am surrendering to all. Not both. Cannot have that both ways. One cancels the other is the reason. Either we are one is obsolete or we should be one is obsolete. Which?

I learned mediation, I recall, not because of my teachers but in spite of them. I saw that originally mediation was based in the knowledge people are one. Thereafter, I ignored all the teaching we received that was in opposition to that premise, and there was plenty. I embraced with passion the times the teachers proclaimed that all people have the innate ability to resolve conflict with others. If any number of people are experiencing conflict a mediator is the one who holds to the understanding that there is no conflict and eventually the others find it in themselves and peace has to happen. Has to happen. It seems a miracle to those who have practiced dissociation to a degree which is dangerous to themselves and others; but it is simple truth.

All people at all times want the same thing; to live and work with pride and joy. All people know this. All people know how to do so. A family trying to rise above the average persons in their community by whatever means is dissociating from reality. Am I a participant in my family's desire to be excellent or in excellence for the whole of mankind? How can it be thought that to make the whole better I am to dissociate myself, my people, from the whole of mankind? That is the same insane thought as: let us fight and kill for world peace.


Anyone who knows all people are one is already at peace with all others. That cannot be taught. It is innate. It must be realized and felt in the heart to be known. And all the wars of mankind since the beginning of time added together do not match in bravery that required for one individual to rediscover lost identity with truth's most holy ground of being.