A WHOOPER SWAN'S DIARY: 04/02/23

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!

Sunday, April 2, 2023

AN INTELLIGENCE WE HAVE BEEN TRAINED TO BETRAY

Suppose for a moment that the words “heart” and “soul” are referring to the same thing and that thing is a certain quiet, still intelligence sensed some of the time which exists in spite of the most important belief to which I am committed which is that I am a separate individual. I must be ambitious. I must compete. I must succeed. I must strive to become more. My question to you, Sir, and Madam, is, do you imagine the possibility that you can exist simultaneously as “separate” and as “Indivisible”? You see, the word “individual” obviously refers to the “indivisible” something that cannot be divided. Look at the word. And yet you are divided! Within yourself you are divided, fragmented. An argument is going on inside of you. It is further suggested that fragmentation is your only real problem for it is the source of them all. The argument among your fragmented parts inside is confusion. Confusion makes every decision go awry. All that makes of life a mess.

Clarity is what we need. Can we have it? It may be we have it but ignore we have it. The “ heart” referred to above is clear. It is without fragmentation. In clarity action is pure, immediate.

People are easily addicted to sex, for example. Life is difficult for them. We fuck. It felt good to fuck, so, I’ll fuck often with every partner I can exploit. That thought is so limited! You don’t believe that, do you? Here comes the hidden secret. Clarity says, “examine into all the time spent not feeling good to see if the cause of that is a fragmented self. It may be there are more things to do than I can ever imagine that are good for me. Clarity avoids addiction or attachment. It is unlimited and it is open to a whole, unknown Universe where the indivisible awakens with the thought, “hey, another day, I wonder what gifts this one will bring”?