The Noxsoma Chronicles [0113]
01-11-2026 … Day 23693 (Sunday Funday)
The story they don’t tell you about “Green Eggs and Ham,” is that Sam-I-Am was one of the most vehement critics against the dish he so persistently advocated in the book. Sam wanted Green eggs and Ham banned, not only in Whoville, but worldwide. He called for extermination of green pigs and green chickens. “Somehow” – Sam was convinced to try the dish. It was agreed that the chef would not serve in on a plane, or on a train or in the rain. The breakfast would be served – plain. Well, you know what happened. Sam became a disciple, a pitchman and a Green Eggs & Ham activist.
It often happens that the biggest critic – or the greatest addict – becomes the greatest advocate.
Just Another Sexy Bald Guy
This is a testimonial about today’s act of resistance.
I’m in the purple gym for Sunday services. There’s a dark corner where the light weights and long curl bars are kept. It’s a girl-space – a lot of ladies usually train in this space. It’s not in direct sight of anything, but you can be seen in the mirrors. It’s not as well lighted as the rest of the facility. No TV monitors. It’s a cool spot. I was there doing my thing and a couple of guys enter the area.
One guy is tall, thinning hair – baldish – Boomer. The other guy is shorter, younger – they may have been related, co-workers – whatever. The Boomer is wearing a t-shirt that says, “Just another sexy bald guy.” I bet it was a gift. The younger guy is training-not-training the Boomer. Basically giving him some tips and showing him some exercises. It’s the typical new year resolution indoctrination for dude -- biceps curls and chest exercises. I did my time. I was there myself, working chest and gunz. Ha ha. I had already bombed the legs, and I would hit them again before departing.
Out of nowhere – on an early January day in Miami – high 70s F, threatening to push into the 80s – Boomer asks, his “trainer,” “Did you get a flu shot?”
I knew it was a test. Young dude dodged the question, responding that he had the flu – whenever. [Note – I am not eavesdropping – it’s one of those ‘I couldn’t help overhearing’ situations.] The back and forth between The Sexy Bald Guy and his trainer went a few more lines, then Boomer says, “I don’t know why people don’t get them.” Then suggested that jabs were necessary.
The highlighted albeit least viewed video on my Odysee.com (Noxsoma) channel tracks how and why I came to the conclusion that viruses don’t exist, contagion is not what we’ve been told and jabs are neither safe nor effective at any speed.
This is where I become Sam. But not really. After doing what research I could -- [no lab work, assays, cultures, or “insilico” models] -- over about five years, before and after Psy-Op 19, I started telling the closest members of my family that viruses did not exist. I hedged it; “Viruses have never been proven to exist.”
Why do people get sick?
Chicken pox parties.
People died.
I had the answers to their interrogations. They were dubious. But I wasn’t canceled or excommunicated. It’s a sleeper cell. The “reformation” of medical theory is trickling out despite powerful stakeholders pushing back. We have recently seen evidence of this from the desk of “Worm Boy” Bobby Kennedy Jr. Maybe as early as the end of this decade some info will trickle down and maybe there will be a slight bulb illuminate in their minds. “You know, wasn’t your brother saying something like this five or six years ago?”
“My” conclusion about viruses, jabs and contagion – [I refer to it as “mine” because I don’t push it on or even share it with anyone outside of my seeds] – was the crowning conclusion of a Health Quest, that started with a desire to no longer “get sick” – that began in 1996.
Mister Know-It-All
In the show I mention my imaginary support group, Know-it-all Anonymous. It’s a support group for people who gather a little bit of information and then pass it around to anyone whether they will listen or not. I do this sometimes in the show, but I am better about knowing that there is much that I don’t know about what I am talking about. Sometimes, the info I have is less than 10% of what there is to know. But we keep collecting data nonetheless. It’s a very slow process. The upside is, from 1996 to today we have basically rebuilt the vessel four times over. Every seven years we have been able to feed, fuel, repair and regenerate our vessel.
Way more to it than just that though. Discipline has improved as well. Resistance.
Which brings us back to the gym and the “Sexy Bald” Boomer who was habitually advocating flu shots for everyone.
I could feel the push of Ego wanting “Us” to “set this guy straight.” Faster than AI, Mind calculated that “no good would come” of such an intervention. We mentally called our “sponsor” and managed to push the feeling back into the vagus nerve and rerouted it into our next chest-bomb set.
We thank Universe for our 7 Daily Wins, the second of which is “Resistance.” Resist doing dumb shit.
We won the day. Grace.
Today’s Score (1-11-2026)
BC … 50
Rum… 13
Ody….. 28
Month to date Totals (1-11-26)
BC ……1112
Rum …...178
Ody…….456
January to Date …. 1746
[2758 … 5516 … 8274]
December Total … 8273 [The score to beat!]
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