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, April 8, 2018


Takes a lotta lies to keep a marriage goin'. All one need know about marriage to decide on it.


Takes a lotta lies to keep an employment contract goin'. All one need know about a job to decide on it. 

 Takes a lotta lies to keep a nation goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a church goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a hospital goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a zoo goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a rock band goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep competition goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a war goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a sales force goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep Facebook goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep Hollywood goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a charity goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the Super Bowl goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the World Series goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the Final Four goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the Masters Tournament goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a ______ system goin'.

LIFE, AS SUCH, OUGHT NEVER BE ORGANIZED.


Whatever is organized is as good as dead. Turn out the lights. The party's over.
The stars were set in motion to guide every ship. Free. Equally do they shine upon all. Align, align, align. Then shall you know. It is not going to be by saying “over there” or “over here” or “adjust that” or “adjust this” or “believe” or “act out” or “meditate” or “speak lines” that you will align. This is not spiritual. It is done by realizing that alignment is, was, and will be. What will need to be was done at the start. When aligned with truth, all flows like wind and water and nothing is left to chance.
Study Nikola Tesla, Gregory Bateson, and Buckminster Fuller on the abundance of free energy. 
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