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!

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

This jazz is absent all agendas!


Each Human Being, a Complete Society Unto Itself,

plays with the others out of love

Each Human Being, a Complete Society Unto Itself,

plays with the others out of love

Each Human Being, a Complete Society Unto Itself,

plays with the others out of love


That means you...as you are this moment in time...wherever you live. You are a complete society with the gift of perfect balance at your finger tips that you can experience with the help of a friend who has it. Free. That is correct it will cost you nothing. It can only be received as a gift. Otherwise, you will walk forever out of whack and never know what is the source of all your troubles. Why you will sacrifice anything for gold.

What makes it possible to feel unity with others is the same thing that permitted a popular folk singer to go electric at a critical moment and cause a fury of change in a song about a rolling stone, the best song ever. That stone can be a planet filled with life forms and radiant. Or, it can be, and is, every single human child that is born on a planet like that one. In both cases, the motion is a circle the direction nowhere the destination nothing and the pilot nobody. Gravity. It is the journey that matters. What is gravity except it be love? Defined in science it is the mutual attraction of matter in the Universe or the force that attracts a body toward the center of any other physical body having mass. The general definition of the term is anything of extreme or alarming importance. They sort of gel do they not into one undefinable force?

The force behind the discovery of jazz is the same thing. And undefinable as well. This jazz is absent all agendas.


Anybody's free to build

Emptiness is your signal

that in a stretch we are fulfilled


so dip your pig tail in love's inkwell
You have resined up your bow
let each moment triumphant seize ya
You are made ready for the show
no mere mistake up there will freeze ya
Let it happen! It serves to fulfill what sages tell
play on!
Let the source of playing lead ya
M' Little Blue Eyed Rolling Stone...
a force of Extreme importance freed ya



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