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!

Monday, May 10, 2021

 The Man Who Drove Madness Away


He was famous for his anonymity.

And saved the throng by realizing his own impotence. 

He found all when he discovered nothing has what he needs.

He won the war by finding he had nothing to lose.

He was surrounded by friends when he had nothing left to give.

He had been surrounded by enemies when he held what they wanted.

Ambition is the weaker impulse.

Humility is fiercely unstoppable.

He helped them all when he realized he could not help himself.

He fed many when he understood he could not feed himself. It was like he had been given a spoon too long for his arm to reach his own mouth but exactly right for feeding any others.

They recognized him as leader when he learned how to serve others exclusively.     

He became an artist the day he had nobody to talk to but himself. Alone became, suddenly, all one.


-Johnny W