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!

Saturday, August 26, 2023

 THE BEGINNING & ENDING


Birth. A baby from inside a woman manages with her help to emerge into the world we know, after all, we know we came here that way also and there is nothing in life more intimate than that birthing between mother and child. And it happens in the same part of her body that what is called sex happens. And of course sex began the process of birth. Very intimate these things. Awhile after birth baby is placed in the arms of mother who tells Baby essentially “welcome, I am your mother”. Is what just happened to them a sin in anybody’s book? Must it be submitted to an authority for analysis and rule making? Should a book be written for approval by proper authority? What can it mean? AN AUTHORIZED BOOK?


What is happening in you in the present moment ? You are, are you not, separated from the writer and observing what is written here so far to be separate from you? Your brain that has been conditioned to be an observer separate from the life it observes and to analyze what is before it, resisting it, and organizing a response to defend its territory thinking mostly of what use the observed might be to it, is making plans of its own based on the role it has been taught to perform. It is planning  to change this and deny that or accept something else all to avoid facing openly the plain facts of what has simply happened. It is doing a job with purpose. In other words, it is not an open brain able to allow the words as they are read to become a part of your consciousness and to look at thoughts as they arise in you precisely as they are and get to know them. No longer are we communicating. You will be proud to remain the same as before you began reading and grow old. Stuck. Like a stagnant river choked by the dirt of dead arguments. Now, the writer will go on, in the hope you will change. 


Birthing begins love, doesn’t it? Now, I bring this up because in my experience it is never given enough importance and that has something to do with being scolded and told sex is wrong except under approved methods. Question is, who is capable of approving methods for another? So many will tell us they speak for ultimate God. Whose approval is it going to be that we suffer? 


We must not forget how life began for every human being the same. Is any event more traumatic? Yet it is not recorded in memory so as to be recalled later. That might be worth a serious study. A study of memory, I mean, and what it is useful for and why? And who or what makes recordings? And, can memories be deliberately unrecorded by the brain? And what effect has memory in the way of mind conditioning? Has some notion been strongly introduced to Baby and recorded which a few years later begins a particular type of recording in your brain concerning what is important to its particular story? A name maybe and other identification data? Who is it going to certainly be that will be thinking the rest of your life that it has a particular story? Is it anything other than illusion? Is it even slightly important to know who is thinking? Thinking happens. Why does it have to be attached to a separate image? Or, any image at all? Do you think right now you are that image? An image your brain invented? Who are you really? Can you open the mind enough to discover that?


Death. It seems thoroughly unnatural to have attached to an image, like Miss Lonely. Watch that image attach, attach, attach, attach, attach through a lifetime. Behold, I am multitudes. Careful. Any attempt to detach is just another attachment. Instead, stay with the situation as it is. Let it be thoroughly seen. Multitudes. Watch. What happens? Does it gradually evaporate? Gone all images? Empty mind. How does it feel? To be on your own? A complete unknown? Like a rolling stone? 

Friday, August 25, 2023

 LIFE & 

THE TERRIBLE WORLD


The world of persons as far as I can see is a terrible place to try and live. So much violence. So many people hateful and angry. So much cruelty.  Enormous greed and disrespect for what is beautiful and tender. Comparison and measurement in all corners. People buying and selling others. Corruption rules on Earth. Beginning with the family of separation.


I cannot change the world. Have not the power to do that. I want to but cannot. I also cannot even keep my family and close friends knowing they are safe. I was early taught I was to do that much if I am to have any dignity as a man. I found it very hard to admit that it is not possible for me to keep such a promise to them because I am not Superman or anything close to it. I tried many ways to escape that fact. But it eventually got to me. I lost my mind. 


Then something happened to me. I admitted my weakness and sense of shame and asked for help with my suffering. Some people told me they recognized me as one of them and agreed to show me a way out of the sickness. Said it was unlearning mostly.  What I have to say now is that there is a way. I found out my trouble was not really “mine”-really, it is that I am not who I thought I was before. Like in the story of Alice, a caterpillar asked me- 

“Who are you?”


I attempted to answer and each answer was shown to be absolutely false. I arrived at a place where I just admitted, “I don’t know who I am.”


When a person is clear he has no identity his mind has to open up to the complete unknown. It loses its entire load of bullshit that was attached to the wrong ideas he had about the most fundamental truth- existence! Believe it or not it is a wonderful place to fall into. Empty mind, that is. Suddenly everything is possible!  It became my quest to question it all! Ha!


As I continued on the “questioning everything” journey to meet up with identity more and more gifts came to me I had not even asked to have as if they fell from trees or something. One thing for sure, empty mind has great energy. I tell the following and stop. 


Eventually, it came to me as a fact that my problem is the other man’s problem and the problem of all human consciousness and therein lies the source of suffering. We were driving each other mad in a House of Mirrors. Amness is life’s energy in a human body. That energy cannot be destroyed by anything. Nothing can reach it. It is in another dimension entirely. It transcends problems. 


My body is mortal and will die and can be hurt but not so for the truth of my identity. And it turned out to be what was left when I had established by serious questioning who I am not! With this knowledge was it realized in gratitude there is safety in a dangerous world. It is in me and cannot be messed with by anything.


One wise man called the trouble all people have “running against the wind”. Bob Seger  Another told us “The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind”. Bob Dylan  Same wind we run against holds the answers we need. 


This that is revealed here is not the property of any person or any group of persons. “Persons” are the great problem. To walk the safe road is not a choice and will not be found by shoppers. Lovers have it. A lover goes to any length for the beloved because that's what a lover does.


Tuesday, August 22, 2023

 GREATEST of SECRETS


You see the man who has worn-out shoes and dirty, wrinkled clothes who carries no wallet or digital card looking hungry and tired on foot as  a poor, unfortunate person in need. You could not be more in error, my friend. The man only becomes “poor” when someone with more comes by and tells him so, saying something with words or mannerisms or energy vibrations from thoughts like, “you poor thing, I am sorry for you, please take this donation I offer to you as someone better off should be willing to do.”


I do not tell what I’ve written here as a theoretical philosophy, oh no, it is told from one who knows who has “been there” and told out of love. In this way the man you saw as poor repays you ten-fold. By now, I have been there many times and each time was priceless gain in uplifting consciousness. That is the only place wealth is properly going to be found. The wise man is one and the same as the humble man, and knows the greatest of secrets. The one you call poor is much closer to wisdom than are you, Sir. The rich man who hoards his wealth is a fool who will behave as a fool, don’t you see? Who believes this life is a competition that rewards the one who has the most toys? How silly! God comes to life as human on Earth time and time again. Is it to impress? More silliness!


Vincent van Gogh on the day he finally realized he was born to paint beautiful colors on canvas was so elated he walked many miles in a snow storm in worn-out shoes with holes and no coat only to tell his cousin, a painter himself, that he was going to paint! He returned alive but in a very cold, tired, aching, hungry body but, in his words, was as happy as a man can be. This is what I am talking about. Today one of his paintings sells for millions of dollars or more! He repays a hundred fold! But much, much more than that he repays with masterpieces of art for the human soul. Get this, only the very wealthy can afford such prices so if they are not fools how do you explain them paying so much for a poor lunatic’s work when the man never earned a penny for his work while alive? What’s that about? Think it over. This is your life after all. Are you wasting it out of fear?

Monday, August 21, 2023

 WHEN NOTHING ELSE MATTERS


Something like this happened in my lifetime. When I was about 17 the world constructed by human thinking had become a great mess that most people saw to be impossible to correct. So, most developed a weird imaginary world of their own. In this world “I” have no choice but to work with the world as it is and it is headed for Hellacious destruction but there will be a period of time between now and the ending so I will make the best use of that time for myself and my “group”. It’s all I can do. What went unseen was the fact the “I” doing this was itself built by the world out of its madness. I am the world and the world is me. 


Some adopted methods of rebellion to at least prolong the survival of the human race. Others sought as much money as possible. Others wore flowers and passed out love as they understood it. Others sought out professional positions where they might cleverly effect the system in ways that might keep back for awhile the inevitable bursting of the dam. Some partied madly. Others gave effort to stockpiling food and all the rest of the items they would survive on when all others would be dying around them from lack. Some dropped out and dedicated themselves to some art form to spend what time they might have doing something through a talent within the confines of a world that valued art very little except as commercial enterprise. Only one of these last described artists seemed not to care about fame or commercial success. 


Along came a youngster who had named himself Bob Dylan. He was an interesting performer. He wrote his own songs unlike any songs that had been previously written by a human and he sang them on stages and recorded them in studios. My older cousin, Mike, grabbed me with his voice and told me, 


“Come here with me quick! This young kid is singing on the street in New York and it is being broadcast over television right now. You will not believe the songs this boy is singing. They are so different it will amaze you. Hurry”!



I followed my cousin indoors and what I witnessed that day on a black and white television screen changed me in a way so great it was larger than any change before it. Dylan, a kid, was singing “Times They Are A-Changing” And maybe one or two more. That singer went on to become tremendously famous around the world very quickly and always has maintained he in no way sought fame. Apparently, he was so totally aware of the action of writing and performing the songs nothing else mattered.


Introduce  a large population of humans who are going to hear Dylan’s music. Many of these people are actually very interested in becoming famous and powerful and rich. Partly for themselves they seek those things and on coming to believe there is little or no hope for them becoming rich and famous they seek the companionship of someone who has become famous and glorified even to the point of possessing an autograph. At Dylan concerts some are not really listening to the music they are indulging in the charisma of such a performer. They are wallowing in the pride of spending time with such a person and miss the point entirely. The point “who am I” is dismissed by their brains. Others are unaffected. A few are profoundly changed. Most, if not all, of this latter category never speak or write about the change. They exist in another dimension created when the change in them happened “like anything happens” Dylan said. Perhaps they were simply never drawn to ever perform on a stage of any kind. It is like they are gone. This might be understood as necessary because the change under consideration only happens to those totally present in the moment and “totally alone” so no amount of explanation can make any difference at all. Explanations come from thought constructed egos and are meant for constructed egos caught in time. However, one might just pass by one of these profoundly changed individuals on the street for the change to happen and another is gone and yet lives right here on Earth. A bunch of secret people are here and yet not here and the idiots remaining do not perceive them. Idiots will be idiots, you know. 


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A BOOK


The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind is a 1976 book by the Princeton psychologist, psychohistorian[a] and consciousness theorist Julian Jaynes (1920-1997). It explores the nature of consciousness – particularly "the ability to introspect" – and its evolution in ancient human history. Jaynes proposes that consciousness is a learned behavior rooted in language and culture rather than being innate.[b] He distinguishes consciousness from sensory awareness and cognition. Jaynes introduces the concept of the "bicameral mind", a non-conscious mentality prevalent in early humans that relied on auditory hallucinations.

In his book, Jaynes examines historical texts and archaeological evidence to support his theory. He places the origin of consciousness around the 2nd millennium BCE and suggests that the transition from the bicameral mind to consciousness was triggered by the breakdown of the bicameral system. The bicameral mind, he explains, was characterized by individuals experiencing auditory hallucinations as commands from gods, guiding their actions.

The book gained attention and was well-received upon its release. It generated positive book reviews, including mentions by notable critics such as John Updike and Christopher Lehmann-Haupt. The theory proposed by Jaynes influenced philosophers like Daniel Dennett and Susan Blackmore, as well as researchers studying schizophrenia. Jaynes's ideas on consciousness and the bicameral mind have been explored in various conferences, publications, and discussions over the years.[1]

While the book sparked debates and controversies, it has left a lasting impact on the study of consciousness and human psychology. Some critics argued against Jaynes's views, questioning his assumptions and interpretations. Nonetheless, the book remains a thought-provoking exploration of the origins of consciousness, language, and culture, and it has continued to inspire discussions and research in these areas. It was Jaynes's only book, and is still in print in several languages.       Wikipedia

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Jaynes overlooks the fact that the breakdown he depends on for his theory was a fragmentation of consciousness that had been complete for a million years or more prior to that break, not so much “down” as “up”. It can be perceived as the thinking process’s rebellion against what had been. See that your own concept of “who am I?” has been constructed from thinking. Second hand. All borrowed from a culture built up by…thinking.  What is learned through thinking is but one feature of consciousness. Its specialty had been the learning of purely mechanical processes like operating a tool properly. It is a fact that the “consciousness” Jaynes is proud of has been a terrible failure. It is better understood as “unconsciousness” because it resulted from a fragmentation between thinking and immediate perception which depends entirely upon the ability to “introspect”. Actually, thinking and immediate perception are one indivisible thing or two sides of the same coin which before the break-up functioned as a whole, non-fractured, consciousness in this way- 

 “My consciousness is their consciousness and we are one.”

Jaynes’ “auditory hallucinations” were “immediate perceptions”. 


On serious study within your own process of thinking it can be seen to be a combination of experiences, memories and time. Memories are the past. Gradually over time memories recorded in the brain train the brain to perform a mechanical task. Going home from a distant location for example. However, life is not mechanical. The misuse of thinking shows why we humans make the same mistakes in relationships over and over again expecting different results and that is the classic definition of insanity.

No way around it, war is a rotten business. And, it's always been the same war! The same war! People need to cease the practice of giving them names to further the belief there's to be a never-ending series of them. One war. It is never gonna be the war of the soldiers who fight it though. It's a cycle of violence, friends, we’ve all learned to inhabit like it's our home. As if there’s security in it. 


And one final thing, that fragmentation between human thinking and immediate perception can be healed and clarity restored. The incoherent, fragmented mind can be restored to wholeness and coherence once again. Humans then cease to make so many plans that just do not work out as planned. Such plans are dead set against the whole picture. Whole consciousness sees the whole picture. Thereby, a much better world can arise.  It will be so different it resembles another Universe. As a small illustration this is offered-

A man is insulted. He has been insulted before and thinks this cannot be tolerated! He becomes angry. Thinking is dominant. Intuitively, through the power of immediate perception the man realizes: “that man who insulted me wants the same thing I want and his insult had nothing to do with me, it was his image of me he insulted. Should I accept the insult he can control me. No need for anger is present.” Thinker relaxes. Peace happens. And it is the peace shown to be here all along. Misuse of thinking made it seem there was conflict present. Flattery works the same way. If it is accepted as my own the person who flatters me can control me. He has acted upon his image of me that I am a person who can become addicted to flattery. Getting used to this happening is about building faith. And faith is intuitive knowledge.


Nations have been created by the thought that a separate nation will bring security. All want security. That is completely natural. The nations go to war only because the thinking of the nations’ leaders who constructed the separate nations have made it seem there was a conflict present where none was. A whole human knows that. Two human beings who are not seeing the other as images can find that peace they know is present easily and quickly.These nip conflict in the bud!


It is not being told there is no God. What is told is the God invented by man’s thinking is not it. The ancient humans before the Break-Up Julian Jaynes writes of heard and followed intuitive messages in consciousness which they referred to in some manner as the Highest Power. That ability is still inside us one and all. It speaks of the oneness of humanity. It speaks of compassion. Finding that as a fact ends separation, loneliness, fear, violence, and all the rest and puts thinking in its right place. It becomes clear there are no separate nations. Putting everything in its right place is meditation and brings true prayer that is pure gratitude. Nothing else matters. Thank you.


Thursday, August 17, 2023

 WHEN SIMPLICITY REIGNS

Laborers sang in the fields because it killed time for them. No time no suffering. Have you not heard these words,  “For me, there was no time”?  Learn that if the words “I love you” equal “I am here now” you are so simple you have no desire. I am here now.


Tuesday, August 15, 2023

 THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING SIMPLE


Learn that when you are so simple you have no desire to achieve at all, not even to achieve selflessness, then, not only does your being continue to grow in knowledge of self but has far greater intelligence and energy at its disposal. It is very easy for thoughts of achievement to lead to desire and that to self will and then it all becomes complicated again leading away from knowing oneself. Is this too confusing? One is up against a powerful drug: a society of a part of humanity called by name. That is a system. A system depends on listing ideals and demanding obedience in order to achieve them. I want to be a good man. I want to be a good woman. I want to be a success. See? The moment that serpent slithers in freedom is abandoned once again and the whole struggle continues as it has been for millenniums and longer even than that. 

Read it again carefully. 





Monday, August 14, 2023

 There is a bond cannot be spoken nor broken. Not made by man it is unshakeable in the face of any power in the world. So strong is it it cannot be broken even between enemies. It is that great! Do not bother to ask: how can it be so? Test it!