A WHOOPER SWAN'S DIARY: 08/10/23

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!

Thursday, August 10, 2023

BECOMING LOST IN LIFE

The most common way to get lost and stay that way in life is to spend time writing or thinking or singing or preaching or watching or listening about the greatness of those who change the world. These are the world’s heroes, the record setters and those who strive to be a part of it. The result, naturally, is that the vast majority of people are considered losers and think of themselves that way. That’s how it goes, man.

The world you were born into is a game. A MAD GAME. That kind of activity is not creative at all. It’s invention. Nothing really changes and that activity even supports any who want to prevent real change. And, for certain, the really creative people will not be mentioned because they are gone from the view of those who wallow in chaotic and idiotic changes inside the human game. Anyway, the name is not the thing. The label “World Champion” is not that at all. For anyone willing to actually accept things exactly as they are, this moment, a wonderful, astounding and unexpected change in consciousness of all humanity occurs that opens a new universe.

Greatness is not personal. Greatness is completely selfless activity. Some have said such people are “too far ahead of their time”. That’s absurd. Time has nothing to do with it. Greatness is perfect. So perfect it transcends suffering.

Greatness creates whole new worlds. Whole new universes. The Creative IMPULSE behind the known universe started something limitless. Science will from time to time catch and report glimpses and theorize there are other parallel universes as a sign to anyone who is paying attention while science itself continues to debate this one cultivating seemingly endless troubles for those who fear greatness.