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!

Tuesday, April 13, 2021

 TRUST LIFE ITSELF


The Great Depression was before my time but my parents lived through it and were profoundly affected by it. About 130 years into a world created by man that promised freedom for all the bottom fell out. To this day, and the reason I bring up this event, is nobody knows what caused it. Those most closely aligned with the system of capitalism which was sold as the way of individual freedom (bankers, investors, CEO’s, professors) all clueless. Ultimately, it took a terrible world war to bring the system back up.


The freedom for all that a manmade system can bring about is limited indeed! It is characterized by the Lottery. It means, and means only, everybody has a tiny, minuscule chance to become rich and powerful enough to expect to be free. All the rest will struggle  for enough their whole lives. The rich ones will struggle for more, always for more. Who among them are free? Are birds ever free from the chains of the skyway? Me sees all man has accomplished so far amounts to swapping one set of chains for another. The modern concentration camp is a subdivision of half million dollar houses that all look the same. Driving by them frequently the great sadness is felt.


What if LIFE itself has within it all we need to be free? How would a clear thinking human being approach the magnificence of LIFE to find out? Am I asking where does the road to LIFE begin? You must have passed that way or you would not be. In what manner or posture will one approach such a road as the one which brought you to life? If anyone is foolish enough to tell you the name of a person who has the key will you follow? Or, do you know better? Do you know already a truth that transcends the line of nonsense you have been taught? Do you know that I know that you know the answer that resides in you and for you alone?



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