Sol-2-Soul Sunday #86: Abundance Year Episode 1976 (audio: noxsoma....

Full Metal Ox Day 1911
Sunday 24, May 2026
Abundance Year Episode 1976
Noxsoma Life Camp:

Sol-2-Soul my brothers and sisters. Welcome to one more show above ground, vibe-casting from my soul to your soul. There is a connection. I feel it. I get it. And I get that you get it. And that’s it.

My Substack Universe is a circle, because the best shape for two-dimensional presentation is the circle. There’s the entire platform. The outer circle. Followers. Subscribers. And then friends - those with whom we interact. Some daily, some a few times a week. Oh, yeah. There are those who we follow and read on a regular basis. These are like the people who “perform” at the Mind Cafe. We are in their audience, but we’re not acknowledged or pointed out, or anything. We politely applaud, or, “snap-snap.”

It’s like a little solar system. Of course We are the Sun. We are the center. The core. This is as it should be. As it must be. We are the centers of our Universe, whether we recognize it or not. We are the common denominator in all of our interactions. Relationships. Dramas and traumas.

Because of the path we’ve followed, we once considered this a, “duh-moment.” Until someone, very intelligent, academically, that is, vehemently denied it. This common denominator thing, may actually qualify as truth. Mind cannot compute how this cannot be true. (Educate me if I’m wrong. Let me know what I’m missing.)

There’s a very small circle of friends who are “getting it.”

What does this mean?

They are figuring out the same puzzles this vessel figured out when we were at a similar point on the timeline. They comment about it, (‘it” basically means “everything” in this context.) But there are also solutions embedded in their observations. The comments are vague, but recognizable, if you’ve walked a similar path.

Kudos.

Their stews are marinating and the recipes are sound. They will add their own seasonings as they progress. It’s very good to see.

We’ve released another Long Play today.

I haven’t followed much about the Wellness Industrial Complex for a few months. So I don’t know if that industry is still in depression or it’s reviving. I did see something about some kind of Happiness Festival, or something. These “industries” rely on you believing that you are deficient in something to prosper. It’s just like big pharma, only the chemicals are different.

We always return to the Wizard of Oz as an example.

Kansas is “happiness.” Somehow you have left Kansas and you are trying to get back. All around you are signs and products that claim to be able to get you back to Kansas.

They show you pictures of Kansas. They speak with Kansas accents, drop Kansas landmarks and talk about Kansas history. They will dress you up in Kansas clothes, t-shirts, and overalls. But it ain’t Kansas. The industry cannot get you back to Kansas.

You start to think that you’re crazy. The Back-to-Kansas industry, you finally figure out, is selling you an illusion. You get a temporary high by attending the Kansas-polooza Festival. You meet others who are looking for something similar. Something they lost, discarded or were separated from. You buy more merch, which will end up in the Kansas-closet with all the years of paraphernalia that just doesn’t do the trick anymore.

You’ve had the power to go home, all the time.

Everybody has their own version of Kansas. Their own “outback.” It comes from inside. Not outside. The more we are bombarded with industry versions of “happiness,” the deeper our own versions of happiness get buried in memory.

This is where the “pitchman,” “shares,” his proprietary method for returning to Kansas. That’s just more of the same malarkey.

We told you that it exists.

We told you where it is.

Maybe you were told how to get there.

Now go. Start!

I see y’all making your way to where you want to be. Your progress gives this cynical vagabond joy every day.

Stay strong, stay safe, stay sane, stay savvy, stay serene, stay sovereign, stay subscribed.

PEACE.

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Filling the Gap

Five weekends in May and this one is Memorial Day, and your boy wasn’t ready. What’s there to be ready for? A barbecue? Too many people.

We are close enough to June that I can tell you about Radio Free Spirit. It’s just another part of our imaginary media empire. It has to be imaginary at this point because it would take all of my street studio time to set up, maintain and promote a proper podcast. In June we are going to post audio versions of some of our videos. Not AI voice-overs. My actual voice, recorded in the street studio. The topics are varied. If it was music it would be called, “Jazz.” These are night time grooves for our US listeners, dropping every other night at 10 PM, New York time. But they are not “sleep lectures.” They can get pretty in-you-Mind. It’s the Mind Cafe.
If you are listening from Singapore, you can catch them just before lunch hour, at 11 AM.
If you’re listening in Honolulu, tune in at 4 PM.
In Sydney – shout-out to Sydney – catch it at 2 PM. They will stay up for, maybe a fortnight. I want to get out of the habit of posting media and just leaving it there.
We’ll see.

There’s this one, (actually there’s more than one), podcaster I glanced at. The room is small. It looks stuffed. The host is some dude in some kind of costume. I guess he’s dressed up as a podcaster, or maybe they call them streamers now. There are six women, three on each side of the host. They all have these big mikes in front of them. They all look alike. Not like clones, but the type of women who would catch the average guy’s eye. All the women looked uncomfortable, like, “is there are hair out of place? “Am I sweating?” Is something slipping?” I never turned up the sound, so I don’t know. The host. His body language and costume told me this was something I didn’t want to, or need to watch. It’s probably a “relationship” podcast, or something. Either way. The takeaway for this observer was, “I’m not going to do my podcast like that.”

Did I tell you I started podcasting when it was called, “webcasting?” Officially as a guest in 1998, and then as a host in 1999. Then on video in Y2K. It’s something I mention from time to time. All I did was show up and host a show. Well, a little bit more than that but no tech stuff. I booked guests. I was freelancing at a weekly newspaper in those days, and working grave yard shift in the system.

I’m imagining what my studio will look like. If I have my way, it will look like I wanted my dorm room to look in the 1970s. Maybe some psychedelic black light zodiac posters hanging up. Pisces & Ox symbolism strategically placed. Posters of Pam Grier from back in the day. You know the one I mean. 7th floor baby.

I don’t imagine I’ll need that much room to podcast. No bright lights. Lava lamps. Christmas lights hanging. And maybe some old logos of 1970s icons. Maybe iconography from Philly. But back to the space. I may have some space left over to set up a small photo studio. Just head and shoulders shots, maybe some full length if I get ambitious.

By the time I get this built and situated, this Trinity will have lived in 8 decades. I almost declared the 70s to be “my” best decade. It was probably the best decade of the 20th Century. And the worst. The music was great! Best ever. Across genres. That’s why the industry killed it. Because of the 70s. Star Wars came out in the 70s. That makes the 70s good for movies. I was still a TV addict in the 70s.

Basically, if I had it to do at this moment, I would build a faux 70s cocoon and talk about today’s issues and stuff that interests this curious Mind.

Right now though, I’m just filling the gap. I want to have 2 to 4 minutes for the audio. I’m not at am impasse with Cosmogony. We uncovered some amazing coding in the Annunaki story that I haven’t heard anywhere else. The info is thick and I haven’t had time to dig into it, edit it and make it comprehensible. Plus, unless you’re into history, mythology, space-alien philosophy, & numbers, (not necessarily math), you probably won’t be interested.

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