A WHOOPER SWAN'S DIARY: 03/21/23

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!

Tuesday, March 21, 2023

WHEN A WAY OF LIFE IS OVER

It seems we are at a time when the psychological view of total humanity is that we are living in a time of worldwide crisis. Many proclaimed it decades ago. And as time passed we all took up that theme. OUR WAY OF LIFE IS DONE FOR.

To me, that’s great news! There is really no reason to be offered why humans should not go. We destroyed our home. Suffering is everywhere. I live on that part of the Earth designated as The United States. There were people living here before 1492 when the white man came across the Atlantic from Europe. They say the red people at the time could not even see the ships coming it was so weird.

Real quickly the word was spoken in native camps that the whites are many and they want all our land and cannot tolerate our way of life. They will kill as many of us as necessary to end our way of life…our way of life is over.

I have white skin and went to law school following a way of life taught me. Indians in America began early to tell the whites that one day the evil you are here to deal out to us will turn on you. That prophecy is now and a child could have spoken it from the beginning. But nobody among the whites asked the children. By the time I was 18, I could have told everybody “this is not working”. Instead, I held my tongue and went to war as part of the problem hoping it could be fixed from within. Problems do not fix themselves. It took me nearly two decades to be convinced of that. Once convinced, there came to be a completely creative way of living here outside the system of man available to me, of all people and, so, I have a simple yet powerful tool to speak about at this time.

One needs to examine carefully the exact way of life one is living to understand the self that is the source of suffering as humans. Once understood, it vanishes for it is but a bad dream. It is the essence of division among humans and loneliness is the absence of love. The word ”individual” originally meant “indivisible” or “not divisible”. Today it means to be completely divided from everybody and everything else. The good news is that self is put together by thought and love is not. This makes it possible for a human to be free of self, the essence of suffering, and to be filled with love. What this is no thoughts can say for it is not put together by thinking…but, it amounts to a completely different dimension of life right where we stand!

Many teachers who will arise will try to sell you on some way to change the corrupt system from within that system. They say “don’t throw out the baby with the bath water. I say here, now, remove the baby then throw out the dirty bath water!

Listen carefully. Listen as if your life depends upon it. Ultimately, if it is done, the new dimension will spot a bit of consciousness free of the domination of self and will chase after and find you!

The Universe is not a store. It is a sacred house of wonder. Red men and women are still among us…more than you know. I leave for now with this. As a man without hope I realized my way of life was over. I was defeated. As much as any red man before me I knew the truth of seeing the end of my life as I knew it. Where to go from here was unknown, as in the famous song, I was on my on, a complete unknown, like a rolling stone- and as happy as a human can be. Since that day I have inhabited a new dimension of love and understanding. So, I have something very precious to express to everybody on Earth!