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!

Friday, February 24, 2023

 ENLIGHTENMENT


A close friend and I were talking recently about gurus we have known. One stands out to both of us. However we both acknowledged that after his death it was written that not one single person could be found anywhere on Earth who was enlightened by that man’s life long teaching. Too bad he was such a failure. My friend and I laughed.


The next day it came to me like a bolt out of the sky-nobody has ever been enlightened from the beginning of time for the obvious reason that for enlightenment to appear one must first see clearly 


“ I do not exist as a separate self and never have I existed so” 


Nobody will ever speak out “ I am enlightened” except to prove to others, “I am not”. Not surprising then was the writing that not one single person can be found who tells “that guru (the one my friend and I had discussed) enlightened me” and that means he did his job ever so well. And that is what I know of enlightenment.


ref: The Nobody Book by Nobody at all 

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