God of Philosophy: Abundance Year Episode 1954 (audio: noxsoma.subs...

Full Metal Ox Day 1889
Saturday 02, April 2026
Abundance Year Episode 1954
Noxsoma Life Camp:

Sabado Grande mi gente,

Welcome to one more day above ground.

The heat has returned to Miami. Temps threaten to hit the low 90s, Fahrenheit, and of course that’s going to bring scattered thunder showers.

Your humble vagabond has been listening to a lot of history & philosophy lately. Lately meaning, in the decade. Every major philosopher of the “modern west”, (meaning post Greece & Rome), many of whom were birthed in or near the Hapsberg lands, struggled with the existence of “God.” To prove existence, or the other way round.

Growing up in Philly, which is an overtly Christian, but undercover Jewish city, we knew Roman Catholics and Irish Catholics, but we never heard much about German Catholics, despite a whole portion of the city called, “Germantown.” It was a German Catholic clergyman who wrote the “Witches Hammer,” (Malleus Maleficarum), the “best-seller” that instructed humans on how to weed out and deal with (kill, that is) witches. Although Heinrich Kramer was condemned, the methods espoused in the 1486 book, survived into the 18th century.

This is just an example of how fanaticism and ignorance can be more dangerous than Pop Rocks & Coca-Cola.

“Wisdom.” “Creation.” Has to come from somewhere. Once we puny sheeple are convinced there’s an entire world that we cannot verify through sight, (you know, there’s an etymological connection between the words, “verify” and “to see.” Just sayin’.) We begin to give these invisible entities characteristics. Then we make representations, or idols. Then we accept “representatives”, clergy. Who make up laws, which they attribute to these invisible entities. The clergy then collects taxes based on the authority of these invisible entities. And raise armies to enforce the laws that the clergy made up, based on these invisible entities. And those armies massacre communities that behave counter to the laws the clergy made up, on behalf of these, invisible entities, who, by the way, are indescribable, ineffable, with names that are unutterable, yet are nonetheless instructing their earthly representatives to steal your food, your daughters, (for the church-operated brothels, sacred prostitution), and conscript your sons to war against the infidels.

It’s a great system that has lasted over 2000 years.

In Space-Alien philosophy, humans were created by aliens to be slaves. But through a series of “unfortunate” events, (over millennia), the population got out of hand, and it was decided that these critters should be exterminated. It’s a harsh philosophy. However, if one dares to read scripture from the perspective of creators whose “children” have run amok, destroying plants, animals and the oceans, then all, or most of the bible stories about punishment, make sense.

The Space-Alien Philosophy LP may be released this month.

Meanwhile, we have the Bajai Kulture Comic strip running. Takes less than two minutes to read. There’s another LP released today. And our regular series. A lil sumfin for the tragically esoteric palette.

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I don’t know enough about Star ships, nor the human body to create accurate, or compelling analogies. For better or worse, ignorance has never stopped me from doing such stuff. I’m either lucky. Or I learn. Either way, Your humble social rebel is still standing above ground for one more day.
Nonetheless, I refer to my body as a vessel, and liken it to a Star ship in the manner of Star Trek. Every seven years, the vessel gets a new “Captain.” This represents the seven year regeneration cycle of the body. This “theory” has gone from superstition, to probability, to certainty, and back to superstition, although in different words. In the aggregate, it doesn’t matter how quickly it happens, what is undeniable, is that it happens. The timeline simply allows us to set goals. For example, we fast for three days, because it takes three days for the gut lining to regenerate. Your humble vagabond is currently counting up to 100, (red blood cells regenerate every 90 – 120 days), to evaluate the results of the recent reset.
Speaking of which, Ego is ready to share a somewhat embarrassing apocalypse. It’s the story of the year. Which means, we will be resonating this lesson for another six months, if not another six years, because it’s just that powerful.

One of the most popular episodes of Star Trek, (original series) is called, “The Trouble with Tribbles.” Here’s a quick summary.
The USS Enterprise arrives at Deep Space Station K-7 to protect a valuable grain shipment destined for a famine-stricken planet. Soon after, a trader offers Captain Kirk a small, purring, spherical creature called a tribble, which reproduces asexually at an alarming rate. This reproduction could have been a lesson in exponential expansion, but might have been too much for a 1967 audience. Meanwhile, a Klingon warship appears under a truce, and tensions rise between the crews.
A sleazy Federation undercover agent, Arne Darvin, attempts to poison the grain. Once again we see here the theme of manufactured scarcity, and weaponized food. Darvin is exposed by Mr. Spock, who notes that tribbles react negatively to Klingons. The tribbles multiply uncontrollably, filling the station and the Enterprise, getting into the grain, the engines, and even on the bridge. In the famous climax, Kirk buries a complaining Klingon officer in a mountain of tribbles. (Note, Klingons were adversaries in the original series.)
The tribbles are eventually beamed onto the Klingon ship as a parting "gift," and Scotty beams the remaining tribbles into the Klingons' engine room. The episode ends with tribbles pouring out of every compartment on the Enterprise — including Kirk's captain's chair.
On my star ship Tribbles mean Sugar.
So here’s the embarrassing part. For years on the show, Full Metal Ox, (this is not an exaggeration), literally for years, you humble host has been advocating health-conscious humans to kick their addictions. I always used the same handful of examples, drugs, both prescription and otherwise, alcohol, and smoking cigarettes. Meanwhile, despite walking everywhere, intermittent fasting, exercising daily and other “healthy lifestyle habits,” your boy is having 3 – 4 cups of tea daily, with a heaping tablespoon of sugar, (even though it was raw turbinado sugar), in every cup.
Mind was getting messages from Universe daily. “This will be my last addiction.” I kept hearing. Another message was that we weren’t enjoying our fix anymore. We had built up a tolerance, the same way a vessel builds up a tolerance to any substance. The vessel builds up a “resistance” to it. Someone told me, I think it was one of these dox I listen to, that it’s the liver. The liver learns how to filter what we put into our vessels. But it needs time. There’s a chart somewhere.
In my organic star ship, the filtering crew would be able to handle the tribbles, in time. If they multiply faster than they can be metabolized, there’s gonna be trouble.
Whatever the sugar was doing in relationship to this vessel, and where ever it goes before Out, it was backing up. And it was causing problems.
Like I say, I don’t know enough about how the vessel works to know exactly what was going on. I Just know that Ego finally got the message. March 16th of this Abundance Year, (2026). “You gotta cut out the sugar!” Seven days. No sugar. No tea.
The first three days were brutal. Brutal adjustments. The next four days were gravy. Just to make sure.
We didn’t give up tea or sugar completely after that week. We just reduced the daily dose. Radically. One cuppa tea daily. With one half-tablespoon of sugar. A 90% reduction. That’s major. Plus, there’s more.
Just by coincidence, the moon was in Pisces during our reset. In fact, as we finished up, there was a New Moon in Pisces.
We heard, via some online researchers, that when the moon is in your sun-sign, regardless of the phase, it’s a good idea fast. I’m like, “okay.” I’m not going to fast, but I will go those three, (2.5 actually), days without tea/sugar. Just to see if we have any of those withdrawal symptoms. We were successful for those three Pisces Moon days in April. Plus we ate no meat for those Pisces Moon days as well. Who knows, maybe before the end of the year we will do a three-day juice fast.
Fasting, so we hear, and believe, takes the metabolic load off the vessel. Food digestion takes a lot of energy. A typical back-in-the-day American meal of meat, potatoes, bread & butter and the vegetables you leave on your plate, requires a lot of energy to digest. It’s why we get what’s referred to these days as, “food-coma.” It’s why you don’t go swimming within 20 minutes of eating a meal. It’s why we feel heavy. We think it’s the food, but it’s metabolism. The Captain has to slow to impulse power, and reroute energy from the weapons to life-support systems. It’s the concept behind several small meals, intermittent as well as three-day fasting, low-carb diets and so on. When metabolism is tasked with digesting food, it doesn’t have the resources for healing, let alone extreme activity. Even sex.

I’ve never been strung-out on crack, or anything like that. Never smoked cigarettes, or weed. I knew I was addicted to both sugar and caffeine. Truth-be-told, it was more likely the caffeine scarcity that caused the headaches. I’ve done that ride before. But it was certainly the sugar that was causing some other problems.
How do I know?
Because those problems are clearing up. Some got better on day eight. But some returned. So really, I don’t “know.” But like I say, not knowing doesn’t stop me. I know that the vessel is better off without a daily diet of four tablespoons of sugar. I know my budget is better off too. 90% less sugar. 75% less tea. Maybe I can buy a Jeep.
Before we wrap this up, Mind thinks in pictures. The image we conjure is a body infiltrated with sugar, a lot like the US government, come to think of it. The vessel is trying to “drain the swamp.” Metabolize what it can, store what it can’t, in fat cells. The fat cells go where they can thrive. Fat cells are like unwanted passengers on the star ship. They are alive and have survival instincts. I stopped short of calling them, Stowaways, because we invited them in. Population density negatively affects quality of life. This is as true in the big city as it is on your vessel. Fat cells block and hinder functionality. When we can eliminate them, the vessel starts operating more efficiently. Ego exclaims that we, “feel younger, healthier, more vibrant.” And it’s all because you got that one over-abundant substance out of your vessel.
By the time we get through this month’s (May’s), Pisces Moon ritual we will be half way to new blood with 90% less sugar and 75% less caffeine to deal with. We have already seen results. Minor stuff that we need to look closely at, and still hardly believe. Maybe we will believe it by the Summer Solstice.
It’s perfect timing too. We are at the point on the timeline when a lifetime of bad habits begin to manifest in what doctors call, “age-related.” They are prepping you for a long, sedentary, hopeless, expensive demise, on prescription drugs.
No thank you.

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