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!

Saturday, June 30, 2018


An Important Factor For Living


There is something important. 

 What is important matters. 

 It is not important because you make it so. 

 It is important. 

 What you make important is paltry.


Furthermore, what trivial thing you make important 

 will determine your fate and you will not like it. 

 All drama is based upon it, someone makes a mess and the hero

has got to clean it up. 
In the drama he makes what is insignificant to begin with

into a hollywood brand of successful ending. In real life 

 trifling things are only made worse by continued meddling. 
All the experts are put to work day and night

to make sense of a situation when the situation 

 defined by them which they address with such vigor 

 never was of any importance. It is so for the reason 

 that what is seen as being in need of repair is not remotely 

 related to the important

thing.


Better to find what is important as soon as possible 

 and act upon it. It will determine your fate and it 

 will surely be a pleasant one. In the words of a true

genius, “You don't explain what happened, you dig it.”






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