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!

Sunday, January 15, 2017

The Strange History of Human Beings


Peopel began in the wilderness only because what is called wild now was all there was then. Peopel lesrned to spell correctly. Then they became real people.

Before, they played together in paradise. They made each other laugh and want to keep on laughing so they did and then they fell in love. Laughing.

Then they started to make each other cry. There is something wrong now. A mistake was made. What was the mistake? This cannot be love. Love does not make anyone sad. People are sad when love is not around them. Inside them.

When people fell in love the next thing that happened was a monarch appeared out of nowhere. Every nation had one. An emperor or czar or king who was supposed to have unquestioned authority ruled them all. He could make anybody rich if he wanted to and he could kill anybody if he wanted to do that. Before, nobody had any authority except what is recognized naturally as authority that everybody has. Like anarchy. Not anarchy as power but anarchy as no power. There is a force that arises from powerlessness that nobody can deny. Is that love? There is a power that is debatable and there is another power that is undebatable. The first is majority rule and the second is law by consensus. In the latter, only a law that nobody denies can be enforced. So, no law need ever be enforced, silly. In the former, laws are made by a voting process and then those laws are denied and denied and denied...more often than not by the very people who voted for them are they broken. In fact, I would have to say always, invariably, those laws are broken by everyone who ever makes one. For example, take the case of President Andrew Jackson who swore to uphold the Constitution of the United States as a condition for assuming his office and then before you could say “Jimmy Crack Corn", with military force he removed all Indians across the Mississippi River into Indian Territory in violation of the very Constitution he had sworn to uphold. If you do not believe me, ask any redskin in Oklahoma how their ancestors happened to all move there and call it Indian Territory. But don't ask how many died on the trail unless you are willing to cry.


It happens that ever since history began it has told the same story. Told it again and again. Everywhere on Earth. Same. It amounts to this-the fair minded framers of the Constitution wanted only that, to frame it and hang it on the wall. Never did intend to live by it. Marriages are like that. People who spell correctly tend to embarrass themselves. Better to get kicked out of school for poor spelling than to live a lie. Love has an all or nothing at all nature people who spell correctly cannot accept. Fukit!