8th Floor Conference: Abundance Year Episode 1960 (audio: noxsoma.s...

Full Metal Ox Day 1895
Friday 08, May 2026
Abundance Year Episode 1960
Noxsoma Life Camp:
8th Floor Conference
Lifestyle Jujitsu
Friday Meditation
Preparing for the Octogenarian Revolution.

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Opening Night. The Fifth Annual Eighth Floor Conference.
It’s a Thursday evening somewhere in South Florida, maybe the Keys. A resort hotel. Huge and luxurious. We are welcoming the early birds to our Fifth Annual Eighth Floor Conference. This resort has always treated us “lufties” well. We wait for the sunset to get started.
There are more folks here than expected. And more to come.
Your humble vagabond, in the role of “keynote” speakers, takes to the stage. I’m holding a microphone, but there are a few other gizmos attached. This talk, maybe it’s more like an address, is going to be streamed. Our tech team says it’s going around the world, in over a hundred languages. We don’t have an audience that large, but the tech kids have this AI set up to translate my address, instantly. They advise me not to use my “signature” slanguage, or colloquialisms that are difficult to translate. I usually do it anyway.
[This is a future retro piece about a Conference that may never exist. But if it does. It will probably be pretty cool.]
The Eighth Floor Conference started out as a Rantcast during an Urban Expedition. Walking around in Florida thinking, “there should be an annual conference for men who are sincerely interested in living dynamically and abundantly into and beyond their 80s.” Over the past five years, we, along with a little help from our “allies” have hammered out a bit of a protocol to do just that.
Although we targeted this Conference to men, we knew that women would come onboard. The first conference, only about a hundred humans, were about 50% women. We gratefully had a wide range of curious participants. There were more suggestions than we could keep up with. When you don’t really know what you’re doing, there are no narrow highways restricting the flow of ideas.
When I laid out this conference, I was pretty much on my own. I figure, exercise, fitness, wellness, and not getting sick, were the main secrets. But after opening up the mic for, whatever, I got a real lesson.
That first year participants ranged in age from mid-forties to early 90s. Some of these 90s cats were in pretty good shape too. No walkers and no wheel chairs. And they were funny. Rich in lived history. Had some kind of adventure for every decade. “When I was in my sixties…” There were some dudes that were concerned about making it out of their fifties. Can you imagine being on some medical protocol for over half of your life? He was maintaining. But for what?
There was a “Longevity Physician” in the house that first year. I didn’t know there was such a thing. You know, your boy, “depopulation agenda. “They want us dead!” Which is another reason we launched this conference. We don’t have to die. That’s my attitude anyway. Anyway, this Longevity Physician gave me her book. We stayed in touch. She’ll be with us this weekend. Her workshops are always standing-room-only. In fact she’s one of the reasons we expanded the conference from Friday to Sunday brunch, to where we are now.
This year we are going to expand our little podcast to something more like a network. The kids tell me we have enough juice to run 24/7 so we’ll have something up for you whenever. Live. You know, those times, at 3 in the morning, you can’t sleep or something, someone will be podcasting live and you can watch, dial in… or whatever the phrase is these days.
Although I’m not with you Octos, Niners, or Centurians yet, watching you thrive and hearing your stories, have me kind of anticipating those magic years. I’m in no rush. But this is what it’s all about. We don’t have to dread that next birthday. We have the stats, from last year. The all cause mortality rate for all categories 60 and over, have dropped. Slightly. But I’ll take it. There are more families today with four or more generations living at the same time, than any other time in our history. Just imagine great-great-grand dad enjoying Thanksgiving with his brood, and not propped up in his chair drooling into the cranberry sauce.
That’s it Ladies & Gentlemen. Thank you for the inspiration, the support, the suggestions. Your goodies bags are special this year. We have items that represent the last five decades. You can read a book. You can plug a thumb-drive into your gadget, along with some other gizmos that are beyond me.
Enjoy your time here, and remember to join my seminar, as always, our open mic, where you can come up on stage and spill your guts about what you went through in the last year. We know some of you are long-winded, while other are short on oxygen, so we’ll work out the timing as necessary. This year we are going to weave the first-timers in between the old-timers. It’s a good balance.
We’ve got more folks coming in tomorrow, so I’ll be quite busy. Most of you know the routine so help out of you can. You might make a new friend.
(Polite applause.)
Writing this made me feel like I was there. We have a way of speaking reality into existence. If I keep yapping about this, I am liable to actually do something about it.
If you are born in the vicinity of 1970, you’ll be 80 in 2050. We can either let 2050 happen to us, or we can happen to it!

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