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!

Thursday, January 16, 2020

The Question

To be a self-organizing being or not to be at all? That is the question. Inside every living human heart is a brain that over-rides the one inside the head. If only a human decides in its favor. Places the heart on the throne of one’s life. There will never be another decision to be made by such a blessed one. Wholeness is not just a metaphor anymore. It is the only thing there is.

When such a one has a problem, or thinks it happens to be so, the question is not: what is the solution to my dilemma?  The question is: why am I divided against myself when wholeness is a fact? Life is not about what is the right thing to do, never, it is about everyones’ true identity. 


Surely, you understand some of this already. It is not so much to grasp. Work it out for yourself as rapidly as you can. But be assured it is the hardest thing you will ever do. Yet you are, as gods and goddesses, fully equipped for the task. And you are  being watched over by one who loves without reservation.
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