WHAT CAN ZERO DO FOR YOU?

In the beginning there was reading, writing, and arithmetic. The teacher made it appear to her innocent students that these were separate “things”. That was deceitful. It was done to make her job go by faster, easier and more conveniently at the expense of education. Shame on teacher. Teacher’s excuse (ain’t that funny?) was that she happened to be terrified of the possibility that it is all “zero”? And she and all her acquaintances are absolutely scared to be nothing. Why is that? First, she would be automatically unemployed in need of another way to “scratch for her meat”. What if there is “none”? It is too much for teacher and she is the TEACHER for God’s sake. It is just that kids are born into a world on Earth where all the adults are scared to be “nothing”? Kids have no struggle at all with that, in fact, try to insist on it right up to the point of being kicked out! To a kid, “play” and “nothing” are one thing, hence, the most common answer to “Whatcha doin’ Little Marvin?” One could come to the conclusion that the kids should actually be teaching the adults except it would be unkid like to draw conclusions about anything. Such as that would be way too confining to a young brain. And, if ya did, ya would draw them on the wall. And be punished. The conclusion might be “ALL OTHER NUMBERS ARE CONTAINED IN ZERO!” And only a genius would appreciate that!

All this has been a joy all right but it is arising from a deep urge to push buttons in brains. To get someone’s attention is the best way to put it. Heck, if one person who reads this asks him or herself “what in the world is that 0 doing in the list of numbers anyway? And mean it. The world could change in a brilliant light of awareness.

-Whooper-                                                                                                                                                       

 WISHES

I do not wish to have.

I do not wish to be had.

I do not wish to be admired and flattered.

In fact, I do not wish.

Wishes only lead to more and

I am my own marching band

I am the rocks on the strand. 

MY OWN DOCTOR FIRST

This writing is a brief attempt to dialog with readers concerning an important matter. It is not a lecture or an attempt to lay out some method for living. Do not forget this. I care not for you to agree with this writing but question it!. 

Back as far as the 80’s, I was informed that when the worldwide web was complete and fully operational it will be astounding what depth of information will be at the fingertips of everyone with access to it. People of the world will unite and be in touch constantly as equals and learn how much they have in common so that a radical change on Earth will result and information will no longer be in the hands of a few, but all. Blah, blah, blah. 

In fact, the internet is impressive technologically all right but is life better for anyone? We even are beginning to discover that all manner of quite serious health problems are worldwide as result of spending so much time in a hunched forward bending of the quite heavy head by users of technical devices connected to the web. In addition, it has become obvious that so much rubbish is on that invisible web it is very difficult to sort out the good stuff. And, of course there has been all types of ways for some, a few, to control and manipulate the sources a particular device will be bombarded by that it becomes highly questionable whether one can really say or determine if one is better off even a little. It's all about making money already...just the same ol’ system of exploitation as before the internet. 

So, to the key question-is it possible to utilize the high tech devices we have the use in hand to locate those bits of information…reliable…trustworthy…as ice or fire (which man has had knowledge of for millions of years)? All men and women have asked this question of each other since Adam and Eve…can I trust you?

Life has not changed that much since we lived in caves. We hear all sorts of advice and all sorts of promises but in what can we trust?

This day I have come across the answer to that key question above. The answer is as old as the hills or older. One can trust only that which brought him here…in the womb he became a zygote coated with a fluid from his mother known as cerebral spinal fluid which eventually will coat his spine and brain when developed.  It runs up and down the spine and around the brain casing of a human and is vital to clear operation of consciousness from birth to  death. This is big stuff, this fluid. It is highly electrically conductible. The Earth is alive. It has its own particular electrical charge. Humans are animals. Animals arise from the Earth itself. It is vital to be conscious of these things and do what we can to maintain a healthy relationship with all on Earth, our Mother?

We can. There are several safe natural steps to maintain properly balanced bodies. Balanced bodies are stronger. Deep abdominal breathing, touching any part of the Earth, such as,  walking barefoot on the grass or the ground or putting a hand on a tree or plant, and exercise can quickly bring balance to a body. This is known as “grounding” and is a rapidly developing science. Check often and keep current. These are facts. 

These simple, easily available, vital movements are amazingly available free to any who care to run the experiment. And this natural way of life is no method; it is life. Life is relationship and motion. 

This new, rapidly developing truth may one day mean everybody is their own doctor first and that would truly be socialized medicine! 

We have conscious control over the movement of that cerebral spinal fluid mentioned above. How big is that? In ancient times it is thought that humans knew of the fluid and called it “Christ”. What is certain is that it is vital to all and free to all for the living!

So, what if there is a fountain that was not made by the hands of men? And there is no path to it, it is inside of our lives? Our one life?

 Beyond thought and time

Is it a real place to reside, or

only a beautiful song lyric?

One must observe within to get a glimpse.

Then ask a profound question of whatever might hear it in there.

Don’t bother because I say it is important. That’s secondhand. 

Look only if you feel spellbound to find out for yourself. No fear.

No matter how rough and rowdy the way may have been the finish is near. 

 THE ONE WHO IS WISE

If you are deprived for any reason of the tit you have been sucking or ought to have been sucking, suck the tit you can suck now. Like all word expressions this one is quite limited and can confuse. But from a deep memory we want to speak or write or sing or dance or ___________ in communion with all others.

One deeply sad story that happens all the time everywhere is an infant is abandoned by the parent. It has been told and retold millions of times. It really is duplicated so many ways in every human life…I am alone and should not be alone…what’s wrong with me? and 99% of the time and effort devoted to this situation, which is everybody’s, is in the realm of psychotherapy or religion or politics all of which is the well intended intellect and is ignorant of the first element of life. The simple, direct answer is: you are not alone, and the reason you feel that way is you have been trained to think you are isolated so you can be manipulated by a society of people (which is a named fiction and exclusionary). This world wide practice for ages is born of fear and a deep hunger for security. Their idea of being in community is to be a well-behaved robotic neurotic. Talk and walk and do as we do and we will accept you not as you are but as you have striven to become. This writing could go deeper but the nature of truth is that nobody can discuss the truth with anybody else because anybody else is hopelessly attached to the belief “I am alone, isolated, as an individual personality”.  

So we’ll stop. It is up to you to study yourself as you think you are and allow truth to come upon you as you are. It is not to be learned or taught it is true. It is something like what do you have left when all you have been taught is discarded? As an individual I was taught to be a lawyer. Soon I became miserable in that role. I tried many ways to change “me” to accept my role happily and none worked. I divorced and separated with children. Then sought from psychotherapy, religion, and politics  relief from the suffering. Finally, it was that all I had learned about law practice was useless to me and Poof! I was gone and nobody was present. There was not even a hippie or a seeker present. Nobody is unerringly wise all the time.

It is the hope of Whooper Swan you meet up with that ...Nobody soon.

THE END

 STRANGERS AND CRITICS

I may have a number of heroes or people who perform on a stage to create something beautiful whom I admire very much. But they from time to time show me they are just like me really and I question my own ability to spot a better human than myself. But, in the end, go on. Probably picking up some other humans to admire and dropping a few. An image of a separate individual personality pities itself for being someone who falls short no matter how hard I strive.  Short of what? According to who? Some of the time I even think I am at my best when not trying at all. Are we all that way, even the celebrities? The kings? The masters? The geniuses? The beautiful people? Strange world full of strangers. 

Strangers and critics. Is it that the game being played in front of my eyes is a desperate attempt by those put on the spot with a pretense of having a symbolic badge of authority (a president or a sheriff or a critic or a philosopher e.g.) to perform, or try to, a duty to point out who are to be  blamed among those celebrities who are supposed to be able to make up for the obvious lack inside the rest? Does that make sense? In other words, do we, the images, live in a society which has determined for the most part that the world is to be properly run by a small number special geniuses capable of creating new ideas to be passed down to the great majority of ordinary people? What if all new ideas are actually generated by the mass of people and the few able to voice them first are given full credit for the greatness? In schools, children are required to memorize the names of these geniuses so it must be the plan.

Remember a time when you were happiest. Were you not involved with a community of enthusiastic human beings so passionate about life there was no time…and certainly no time for evaluating images? Maybe it was for an hour or so or maybe longer, a year maybe, two? 

I know this. Once I was convinced that I was a failure in all ways. Since I had feared such an outcome for so long and had kept it at bay in a thousand methods of escape, the moment it became my truth I had to be totally amazed, blown away, that I was calm and breathing, sitting upright with a beating heart as just an ordinary man with no future and no more secrets to conceal. My mind simply ended the idea of ever having a future again and I do not know how that happened so cannot teach anyone else how it is done. Many people thought me a fool to be happy with no future. I cared not. That just flowed off me like water from a duck’s back. I did notice there was no more concern for what anybody else thinks of me. A man with no future cannot struggle there is simply nothing to struggle for. I had all my attention in now. However badly I failed all those years before, I was concerned only about the moment I am in. That much I was competent to do. It meant, hey, I can live here too! I was free even of the idea of failure. Could see through that concept and know its nakedness. Failure and success have no place in the life of one without a plan. Lately I have the urge every day for about two months to go outside with a tennis ball and throw it at a target I drew on a wall of my dwelling. It has been about 15 years since I tossed a ball. However, all the time I was aware that throwing a ball is a very good practice since the human body is designed to throw an object accurately at a target. It separates us from other animals giving us an advantage for survival. The first day throwing again was really awkward and mostly I missed by a mile. Second day a little better. But was quite pleased I could throw at all. Each day so far I improve. The throwing calls for a coordinated effort of every part of the body from head to toe…and the toe really matters. It makes me grow fully aware that ever since I became a man with no future I enjoy a coordinated life among others. I own nothing. I am nobody’s boss. Nobody’s teacher. Nobody’s servant or helper. Just one of the guys on a journey to be taken, not won. It has kept me engrossed now for 38 years.

These years I speak about I have carried a little black book given me by a dear friend which contains ancient stories. In one story a wheelwright tells that he can make the perfect wheel but he cannot teach his own son how to do it and his son cannot learn it from him. Such is the nature of what it is to be a living human being who escapes the wheel of suffering. It cannot be taught by anyone to anybody else. Anyone who finds it will never tell “I am enlightened” or “I have it!” for the obvious reason that “I” (separate self along with its future ) is gone missing in action. The separate foolish image is all who suffers. Nobody is enlightened. An individual has rejoined the whole and cannot explain that. Just knows that any explanation strengthens the image and makes it harder even to spot. A smile will have to do.

WHICH IS IT?

Do I want to understand or do I want to follow? Socrates said, “Know thyself”. 

This is very important. The two are light years apart. These two are in completely separate dimensions. These are two distinct worlds.

The guru says, “Follow me. I have it. You do not have it. I will give it to you. What you seek I will give.” Hmm. 

Be careful what you ask for.

Do I approach algebra, for example, to learn about myself, what I am, are do I approach that subject wanting to be led to a better place, that is, to achieve some ideal I am not? Am I a needy, greedy fellow wanting to be something more than I am? Is it my opinion that knowledge is power and I want power? Why do I want power? Do I want secretly to be a leader of others? Really? Can I see the answer to that? For most, life is but a competitive game. And in that state of mind I will be stuck because to drop out of the game is to be a loser and that I cannot face. You own a smart phone and carry it everywhere because you must be one of the crowd. Is that fear? Where, do you know, does fear lead the best of its followers?

If I attend AA meetings in order to achieve a whole lot of days without drinking alcohol what am I doing? Is it possible to attend meetings only out of a deep passion to understand who I am? Is that wise? In that approach, you might discover why you drank so much booze in the first place and be free. In the other, one may spend the rest of one’s life counting days. There is a big difference.  Do we want to understand ourselves or do we want to be a good follower? Why is it a human being is so eager to be led? Is it easier? Is that a sound reason? Can one see how impossible it is to be led and also to find out the truth of oneself, both? Do not those two cancel each other? On the back of an AA coin is a saying from Shakespeare “To thine own self be true”. 

AI

More and more people are becoming aware of AI. Artificial Intelligence…which thought that creates it is telling will be upon us soon on this entire planet in such a powerful way it may well put an end to human beings as that term is understood today altogether. It is thought: robots which those of us still live will serve will absolutely decide our every move. If we consider seriously what effect technology has had already upon the human race through computers and hand held devices it will not be difficult to predict how awful the world can become, all of the misery made by thought itself. From there it becomes apparent. We, the great mass of individuals who have adapted our lives to the demands of the technological rage which cannot be slowed or stopped except by a turning within by each one, alone, to face its awful, destructive power squarely in total conscious awareness of what we have become-and the fact we have done it to ourselves-finding in that the enormous courage and vast intelligence within every human to end it absolutely now! The human brain in your head is constantly under rating itself.

See that we as modern humans are also robots whose thoughts are the perpetrators of AI. Look. Thought first put together an image and taught you to call it “I” that answers to “You”.  It is not AI that is to blame, oh no, AI is but a pawn in a game human thinking has created out of a sense of insecurity and a drive for power over others and a fear of death. Life without love, in other words.

You says,
“I want a job. “ and  “I want the government to keep me safe from hunger and disease and old age and death and to identify and kill my enemies for me”. The government, knowing your thoughts, makes up a system to make you believe it will do all this for you since you, as you are made, are incapable of leading a fruitful and satisfying life. One government system is based on an ideal of private ownership of property and building of fictitious businesses to grow wealth enough to hire many employees to offer products and services and convince people they “need” them. The wages and profits from business and property is taxed to afford systems for education, military strength, medicine, and old age pensions. Is this anything other than AI? Examine it. There is not one bit of natural, living truth involved in it. Even the criminals in these systems are robots of the systems. Even the rebels are the same. Rebellion always replaces one form of authority with another. So, it follows the robots built by any system are bound to do the same. 

The simplest way to put it is to point out that thought has and always must divide people from each other in complete defiance of the truth that the entire Universe is one, inseparable whole. The past and the future are contained in the present but we are but the dead ashes of yesterday. Shallow thinking got us into this mess and only an intelligence born out of love for each other can take us home. 

Together, as one, completely, we are capable of crossing the river of ignorance born of shallowness to the other shore where peace at last will reign.  There, if one eats all eat. Look. Nobody has to tell you you are hungry. There is hunger and you control it not. In such humility and awe approach a new life. What gives hunger will feed you. 

Nobody wanted a personal computer. Nobody wanted a mobile phone. Nobody wanted a light bulb. Henry Ford had a sickness in his stomach, it is told. On watching a kid eat a hamburger Henry said “I would give all my wealth to eat a burger like that young boy!” Rather than stopping here let the truth of the matter carry your consciousness deeper and deeper and deeper for every day life brings.

 

SENILITY

At a young age, whatever that means, Bob Dylan wrote and sang a lyric that really surprises and delights humans. “Ahh, but, I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now”. 

Recently, I heard a man in his eighties speak who asked an audience, “what is senility?”. “Who is senile?” “Is it only the elderly?” “Is it begun about 30 or 40 or so?” Does it begin about 5 or 6 when a child goes to school? Does it have to do with the development of a repetitive, dull, routine life until it pervades a person in all aspects? Is it creepy? Same work day after day. Same drive home and back. Same sex pattern. Same opinions. Same discussions. Same activities. Same thoughts. Same addictions. Same complaints. And so on? Is it when you begin to know what everybody is going to say? Same fears. Few if any surprises. Nothing new. Lack of creativity?

Could it be we could, instead, grow younger? Even to the point we defy age? Could we be brand new every morning? Does it interest you? It does me.