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, February 2, 2018

Planet News!

I have no energy to waste.

I know some of you blame the current administration for its failures to correct mistakes of the past and for its threats to make things even worse. You want a return to the policies of past authorities you believe more reliable. Others support the views set forth by current leadership. Some others hope for new policies yet untried to be brought forth. Whatever it is for you, all of you are dependent upon authorities to lead you.

This statement was as fresh a thousand years ago as it is today. And it will be as fresh for eons into what future here remains for human life as we know it.

But, I have no time to waste.

I have nothing to say to those who prefer to argue and place blame. It was the decision each one of us made that began the slide into oblivion and it is up to each individual on the Planet to make the necessary adjustment that will bring us back home. Those who do will have the knowledge they did what they saw was to be done and so made an effort to save themselves and to save as many others as will be saved by a simple, profound gesture, one made in silence, alone, which shows life in a brand new light.

The decision we made in the past which brought the misery we wish to avoid gave life to a concept that had none. We breathed into a dead word and it became so for us. The dead thing is the concept of an authority to show me the way I am to live. We accepted an invitation to allow another person to intercede between who I am, as an individual, and my experience of life directly. The world we inhabit as a result has become callous, cruel, heartless. Now, we are ruled over by so many ghouls we cannot count them. Being lifeless things how do you expect of them anything real for the living?

I have something to communicate to those ones who are ready to hear that there is an open road between dawn and the close of night...one day...today. It is open now. And if you go no one may follow. That path is for your steps alone.

Let me point out why that is so. Any attempt by one of us to lead even one other person on this path will instantly create a new authority of the same nature as those, and there are way too many, already present which will attach in a blink to

all of them and the result will be to actually fortify and make stronger the system of dead concepts to be smashed leaving us stranded, doing our best to deny it.

The dead things that have to be smashed are in you, not outside you. Get that straight or you will not even see the path to be taken. You caused the mess. Each of you, and I, have caused it. Each has a duty to be true. It is in us to carry this out. Realize your full nobility. Trust it. When you do, all else will pour forth from an unsuspected inner resource, a living fountain born within you.

Some, seeing today as the only day, will recognize the path is open to them now and will seize its opportunity to understand ourselves for the first time and nothing will stand in our way.

Inner poverty of soul is a blessing. Impoverished of all spiritual concepts one is simple. Such poverty is a beautiful thing. It contains unlimited energy. Humans, we have been well made! All of us. It is our nature to work together joyfully.

We have no time to waste.

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