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!

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

 Simple Direction 


The one you and I think to be independent from thought and is doing our thinking ( as the person who thinks) needs to be abandoned in favor of the one we are really who is completely independent of thought like nature is (which is obviously something not put together by thought) and is in fact an indivisible part of all nature. Then and only then it all works to perfection. You see, the thinker we think we are is an imposter, who is, like any gremlin when improperly followed, a being out to darken our world in confusion, fear, ambition, jealousy, greed, lust, and competition all in order to keep its image at the center of our being. Thought is disguising itself as who we are in reality and needs only to be put in its proper place as a servant. Shame on thought!


All you love when you love them know in certainty, in a feeling “I am an indivisible part of nature, the whole of life, therefore, I AM!” There is a legend about The Flying Dutchman cursed to ride the seas on a ghost ship until he finds someone to love him enough to die for him. The story is about you. The ghost ship legend goes back to ancient Egypt. We sail that ghost ship as nations of the world we have put together by thought.


When you as thinker meets You As You Are you will have found one who loves you as you are who will die for you. Those who remain as the thinker, as you were before, will never find love. Now you will find only love. All thinkers who are fortunate enough to meet you as you are will love you enough to die for you.

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