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, December 14, 2022

 What About Flying Saucers?


At this point the writer is seeing more and more evidence of what has actually been going on here on Earth for a very long time that is generally ignored and  it has led us to the present great, very great dilemma. The shape of organized religions today, for instance,  suggests to an inquisitive mind that humans around the planet may have been in contact with an alien force of high intelligence but low motives going way back in clock time. 


Reflections of such is present in human politics, banking, corporate ownership and control of all aspects of human societies, the jails, wars and military marches, education systems that rely heavily upon training students to become dull, routine, and highly competitive and the all too common practice of parental control using the carrot and the stick. One cannot help seeing it all as a giant factory assembling parts to build helpless slaves. Parents see children as property valuable in support of a self-deceiving belief that the children are the parents’ weird way of enjoying some hybrid form of immortality. It appears to the writer people gave up willingly on the magnificent possibility of an exciting  exploration into the depth and width of all life offers for regimented service to a clock and dollars as an closeted investment in a future that never comes and cannot possibly come.


The form of the pyramids which were built in ancient times all around the Earth speaks loudly of some higher intelligence organizing slaves. That form is embedded in the minds of every human of every nation up to this very time as the proper Way of Life. Using the form as a pattern an unnatural world has been organized in such a way that a few at the top dominate all the rest. Orders come by fiat from above. And people do not respond well to such treatment before they drop into addictions and mental illnesses. The devilish nature of that way of organizing living creatures is that nearly all will be hypnotized mentally to actually give their lives in service to those few at the top as a “greater cause” than “going my own way” so as one moves all the way up the system each class will serve a higher class and great things will be invented all in praise of the pyramid itself which amounts to only a nonliving concept made of abstract thought. It has no life. It is dead. We are made busy dying. All who reach the top of that construct find they are at the bottom and miserable. That is a graphic picture of your life, Clown! 


Very recently every coach of every major college sports team in America, by name and symbol, is heard to be calling their job to be to build a BRAND in the minds of young players and fans for them to give their lives to and actually think it is good to become loyal fanatics in support of the “brand” and to continue giving money and energy throughout their lives to keep the “brand’ in power building its membership out of the very precious lives of the youth throughout the land. Every brand is a nonexistent concept. It is another case of the mental pyramid of mind conditioning without any factual foundation whatsoever making the sacred a joke. Such a practice can have no meaning.


The organized religions of separate nations on the globe share very similar stories with the same characters speaking the same history. The Garden story for one. The flood story for another. They all speak of some Higher Power by a name in their particular language who is to be held in highest esteem. And who will return one day from the sky. And Heaven is up even though we know by now the Earth we live on is round and spinning so up has no meaning. Who is it that collects taxes and other forms of tribute under threat of severe punishment but a dominating colonial tyrant? What authority worthy of worship as sacred needs its devotees’ money, an empty flimflam theoretical commodity supposedly concocted by the minds of mankind? Who deals in the flimflam? What is the origin of all deceit? Who benefits most?


The earliest teachings of Taoism in China arose 550-250 B.C. through Chuang Tzu and  Lao Tau. They radically questioned what was commonly accepted truth of the time as did Buddha and Jesus and others right up to the time of this writing. What were they saying? Simplicity. Simplicity. Simplicity. A return to what is known by all. These teachers called for Tao or a “Way of living”  from within our very own natural intelligence or psyche. Smacks of a call to an awakening from some form of hypnosis that has been imposed from without. Does it not? Their teachings live on but are known and practiced by very few. Search into them. An inner revolution requires not a drop of bloodshed. That is the marvelous thing about it. One sees the foolishness of one’s situation and simply awakens to reality.


Instead, organized religions follow doctrines and dogmas that are handed out by human priests as divinely inspired. Mentally invented powers are given human-like characteristics. God is jealous. Resentful. Judgmental. Willful. It wants us to obey it and be good and not be bad inside the limits of a program tied firmly to rewards and punishments. It lays down rules as if it expects us to go bad and always says Heaven is some other place where only the favored ones can enter. And Heaven is only to be realized after death. Treated in such a manner who would not “go bad”?


All the cruel control and domination smacks of our historical experiments with colonialism which definitely could be a copying of what treatment aliens handed out on visits here from other places in outer space. The aliens might still be here in some form or may have vanished for their own reasons but what is commonly shared everywhere on Earth is a complete bafflement as to who is really in charge of these divided nations of pyramid-like servitude that have warred upon each other without ceasing for so long. Who really is given the power to make the currencies we depend upon for our very lives? What is clear to the writer is that none of it is in any way related to love as my own heart understands love. That fact alone is vital.


Much, much more shall be revealed as it becomes more and more clear to people just how much conditioning of our human brains has been going on here for so many thousands of years, and not by anything sacred either. Seeing it will be all that is required to bring it to an end as the entirety of the whole human consciousness sheds fear and awakens to who all of us really are. In that way, will the truly sacred be revealed as reality and understood by everyone.


You are urged to look into these matters for yourself for it is up to you to save your life. Nobody else. Look into those human lives which have been concerned with finding how to live by leaving all ways of living and getting totally lost. Lost as a fact. How else could you find what is not lost? In fun, will it be found that you cannot then say you were ever really lost. Do you feel something? I feel the need to say here that after a serious study of his life and music I find that Bob Dylan can best be spoken of as some young kid who appeared suddenly out of nowhere to literally sneak into the closet of popular music on a stage solo with guitar and harmonica and take his followers on a ride into the very depths of what life really offers to one who is "going my own way" as spoken of earlier.  That is all.