The Noxsoma Chronicles [0060]
11-19-2025 … Day 23640 (Wellness Wave Wednesday)
Felicidades to another perfect day above ground. Everyday is perfect… from the perspective of The Day. And Universe of course.
We were dropping some cosmic wisdom in the street studio as we tramped the back alleys on our way to an immaculate Monkey Bars session. November is the best time of the year down here. Hurricane season is over and the sun hits in a certain kind of way from about 9 AM until sunset, which is getting closer and closer to 4 PM these days.
What we dropped today will show up maybe next month, which isn’t that far away, but we have tracks that were recorded in August that we will eventually get to. We don’t rush because our timing is right on point. It seems that whenever we get to one of these “lost” – or actually “forgotten” tracks, it turns out to be perfect timing.
We were rappin’ about the Cosmic Game. I think we went long. We usually do, because we are detail and context oriented. I can’t [even though I could] simply tell you – “It’s a cosmic game. Learn to play and your existence will improve.” This is why I call what I do “Nox’plaining.” You have probably figured out that this is derivative of Man’splaining. Which I think is a funny word, and of course being a masculine new age Iota man – is what I have done often in the past.
Well. Why do we – [men in general] – do this?
It is in our nature to figure out solutions. It’s probably in the chromosomes or it might be in the testosterone. As a curious Iota, I like to figure out puzzles. It’s important to be helpful. I don’t know or care why. Unsolicited advice and techniques on the monkey bars, a spill of water for a thirsty dog whose “pet-parent” had run out – that kind of thing. I like to see humans succeed.
Because of “attention to detail” – Thanks to my Uncle Sam – I am going to go through every step from several angles. And since I don’t know what the “you” in the scene knows or doesn’t know, I am going into detail.
I have heard that women find this annoying. This is something that came to light since the launch of social media – which has shined the light on a lot of differences between males and females. Too much to go into. Maybe some guys think women are just generally dumb because they -- [dudes] -- don’t understand da dames – and don’t want to. And other guys are genuinely trying to find a solution to the problem that a female friend, with or without bennies, has brought to them.
After a while, we caught on.
The double PhD would ask me something. Having messed up several times – I asked her if she was looking for a solution, or feedback, or did she just want to talk?
She just wanted to talk. Which she did.
Then she asked for advice – or something. I had none. Whatever it is deep within the system that puts “thinks” in order, was turned off. Wow! Didn’t know that I could do that. Another Super Power revealed.
What we -- [a long time friend and I] -- had deduced on long road trips up and down the east coast of the USA, that it’s better for us [the two of us and not men in general] not to try to help… especially women. Everyone has their own special kind of magic for surviving or getting through a situation. Because I am detail-oriented if someone does contact your humble hobo, they must be specific about what they want. Homie don’t play the bait-n-switch game.
Now that I have graduated from hobo to hermit the only messages I get are wrong numbers – you know – “Aren’t you my neighbor Nora? I so sowwy. Be not angwy wif me. Can we be fwends? I am Sally from the Valley. And you? May I know your name?”
“How did you get the number to this Cave?”
Anyway. The end of another perfect day. We had in mind to write about what makes everyday perfect. But we got sidetracked.
Let’s do the numbers.
Today’s Score (11-19-2025)
BC … 52
Rum… 26
Ody….. 0
This Month So Far (11-19-25)
BC …… 1357
Rum ……463
Ody……. 120
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