A WHOOPER SWAN'S DIARY: 08/31/23

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 31, 2023

MECHANICAL PEOPLE

Organization people are mechanical people. To adjust to pretending to be a part of some institution invented by others, we agree to try to please another person. It begins in the application for membership. A human cannot do that but a puppet can. So we try to become good puppets in the name of security and justify it with “everybody’s doing it”.

We think: “after awhile I shall be able to free myself from the need to please somebody” but find out that everybody serves somebody. It is possible to serve Nobody but that’s service to the truth that brought you here as a human being. That power is the only one that does not want you to be anything but exactly who you are and have all your life been. Socrates used to ask those who were renowned as the greatest thinkers of his time “Sir, if you have a problem with your boat to whom do you take your boat?” When told it would be taken to the boat’s maker, Socrates would inquire thusly, “And, if you have a problem with a human being would you not take it to the maker of human beings?” That is exactly the meaning of the Nobody (No Body) one can serve. It is service to something inwardly and freedom from serving anyone or anything outwardly. Just how much security is there in a job? You can be terminated because the shape of your nose does not please the boss. You know that but still clamor to get a job, some job. I know, having applied myself for many jobs, we all lie. If lying got you the job should you not be terminated by the interviewer before you even begin; assuming the interviewer is honest, that is? Speaking of which it is recommended everyone considering employment investigate into the truth of the simple declaration that in order to live outside the law one must be honest. The story of Jesus is the story of such a man. Take what you find to heart.

The writer once took a job when he was certain that he did not care a bit whether he would keep this job for one day or 25,000 days! There had been no interview at all. In that job he fit. He served no human authority and quite soon was the unspoken leader of the whole place for inwardly he was only a servant there to help people find what work they enjoy passionately and do it. Many people came to him during the time of his employment there and loved him as he loved them. The whole experience was a joy!

WHO MAKES IT HAP’M?

Make it hap’m, Cap’m;

Cap’m of the still mind of love.

The answer blows in on a wind

as if nobody sent forth a snow, white dove.

What authority have “I” inside this marvelous creation?

who does not even know the difference between a good or bad situation.

Says the wind to “me” wanting to be a popular sensation

what is to be done has already been done

By Nobody.