Boogie Pox Plandemic: Abundance Year Episode 1986 (audio: noxsoma.s...

Full Metal Ox Day 1921
Wednesday 3, June 2026
Abundance Year Episode 1986
Noxsoma Life Camp:

Salutations carbon units, eminent emissions of cosmic energy, health heroes, & beautiful bags of mostly water. Welcome to another Hump Day from paradise.

Mind is thinking that we could parody the plandemic rock & roll-out of 2020 with a series of viral variants, such as Jazz-pox, Disco-pox, Rock-pox, hip-hop-pox, funk-pox & bongo-pox. For every variant, or “scariant,” as they were called back in the day, you would need a Soul Injection. Side effects include what doctors call, jive-turkey syndrome, devoid-o-funktosis, characterized by the inability to dance, accompanied by boogie-fever. (I think it’s going around.)

Maybe we should stop there. We think we’re pushing the comedy edge here, but it’s really just a combination of frustration, sarcasm and a raw sugar deficiency.

Switch.

The most successful secret societies are the ones no one has ever heard of. The second most successful, (this is my own scale), are the ones that are rumored to have existed, but leave a plausible doubt. The Rosicrucians come to mind. “The Brothers of the Rosie Cross.” They were, or are, a mystic sect. “The Rosicrucians are a spiritual and cultural movement that emerged in early 17th century Europe, influenced by Esoteric Christianity and Hermeticism, and are symbolized by the Rose Cross. They are often associated with secret wisdom and mystical teachings, claiming a lineage of knowledge from ancient times.” What survives are myths and legends about initiations, and stuff that cannot be verified. What stands out in the overlap, is how many “secrets” were taken to the respective graves of the initiates.

“Imagination” is one of the signs in our “Zodiac of Resistance.” The word itself has been leveraged to sell you stuff, “Imagine a world with, blah blah blah.” Thus I am reluctant to use it. The word, not the skill. Nonetheless, we imagine a secret society of devotees that actually want to “save” humanity, basically, from itself.

Scripture is full of stories about humans behaving badly towards one another. And everything else on this living planet. Far too many are driven by their lower, or animal, (ani + mal = bad life) vibrations. In order to save humanity, there must be a fundamental shift in thinking. I share this opinion with spiritual mystics. However, there’s a relatively small but influential minority on the planet that lives in a tempest of “greed,” they call “need.” “Hypocrisy” they call “religion.” And a bigotry so deeply ingrained that it eats away at their senses like a cancer.

Switch.

Before I forget, we were monitoring events in the simulation last night. (Doom scrolling. This is a great era for words.) We found it interesting that Russia was bombing Kyiv, at the same time that Iran was bombing the Persian Gulf region. I think Kuwait was on that list, as well as Tel Aviv. We may have to concede that we are indeed living through World War 3. The scribes, (historians), will decide. Future scholars, maybe they are in high school now, will link the events of 2026 to the Spanish-American War of 1898, and coin some word for this single tragic event. From America’s entry onto the geopolitical stage at the turn of the 20th century, to whatever happens in this century to end, or convert our circumstances. It will be deemed a single evolving & escalating conflict, and indeed a European War, as usual, with America correctly identified, as a European culture, with all the violence, ignorance and fanaticism that has defined Western Savagery, euphemistically called, “culture,” since time immemorial.

Back to Secret Societies, before we close. In our simulation, there are factions that feel, maybe rightly so, that humans are incapable of freedom and self determination and, that the herd must be controlled. Digital ID, 15 minute cities, digital panopticons, central bank digital currency. These controls would, theoretically, put an end to decadence, violence, greed and the rest of the deadly sins.

In the Annunaki philosophy, this would be Enlil’s solution.

Enki’s solution would be elucidation, enlightenment, gnosis. To allow the herd better opportunities to develop and evolve, and make better choices. It’s a constant battle for the future of the race.

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

PEACE.

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There’s a relatively low number of humans, by no means a group, across maybe a dozen platforms that not only follow the rantings of this carbon unit, but also have the confidence to respond, engage and question. It’s rare. And gratefully, very manageable. I can respond to comments with more that just an emoticon. Unless one writes as if their audience has the vocabulary of an American sixth grader, and a hair-trigger fuse, or they want something from you, you’re not going to get much feedback.
If I didn’t know better, I’d think this entire demographic was more parasites than mammals. Maybe most of them are. In this culture, everybody has one hand out, and another one in your pocket. That doesn’t leave much room to put my hand to get in there.
But seriously folks, when I hear these words I write read back via the AI vox, I can understand why my work is difficult to follow. Not even to mention the typos, omitted words, obscure references from 1970s Blaxploitation flicks, slanguage and parenthetic detours.
That being acknowledged, it won’t be changing.
If you wanna listen to Crypto Cowboy gaslight you about Obscure-coin’s 1000% possible return, or Dr. Quantum’s theories about 5 Dimensional orphic saviors from Atlantis, that’s cool. You can chant and Om, and vibrate and maybe some good stuff will come your way. You’ll hit the lottery or something.
This reminds me of a story.
I’m in Philly, sometime in the last century. This brother started talking to me about chanting. Nam-myoho-renge-kyo. It was popular at one time or the other. I still use it from time to time when I want to zone out. I didn’t know this at the time, and really didn’t learn it until right now, just because I’m writing about it. It’s a chant in Nichiren Buddhism. In English, it translates roughly to, "Devotion to the Mystic Law of the Lotus Sutra".
So homey has five rub-off lottery tickets, and he’s telling me how chanting is going to help him win. He’s really excited about the potential of this magic spell. He had a few years on me. Always the curious sole, I followed him onto the trolley, I think. Trolley, train, whatever. Two out of five were “winners.” Maybe 20 bucks. It wasn’t jackpot money by any means but he’s like, “see?”
Anyway, there’s a funny dynamic to the denizens of our lower middle class urban environs. We have our own kind of wisdom and our own kind of superstitions, and ambitions. Hopes exist against reality, and if you don’t catch a bullet, a body, a beat-down or a frame-up from a frustrated fuzz, you might just find, and be able to grasp onto the next rung or two of Jacob’s ladder and pull yourself out of the barrel.
That was the warm up. What we were really after doing today, is continue the exploration of the psychopath test from yesterday. If you missed it, it’s still available.
We hear “analysts” and counter-analysts analyze the moves made on the geopolitical chessboard. The strategies, goals, end-games and strategic “wins” and losses. This game of global dominance is no longer about “winning & losing.” It’s about perpetual motion. If a country “wins” a geopolitical contest, that means the government of that country has to spruce up the infrastructure, put a fresh coat of paint on the Statue of Liberty, fix that bridge in Baltimore, and fulfill 250 years of promises.
“I’ll do it on Arbor Day.”
We can’t have that. It would be detrimental to the system.
It’s like your dad’s a musician. He can’t fix the plumbing, tar the roof, kill the roaches, or take his family to the beach because, “I’m chasin’ my dream, baby.” Then, maybe he gets a record deal, or a steady gig as a session, or studio musician. Steady work. Solid cash flow. But still doesn’t take care of business. Then wonders why the roof is on fire, and his kids hate him.
That’s America. The captured country of 300 million hostages forced to witness hostilities that go back 5000 years. Same goals. Same tactics. Same fantasies, more deadly weapons.
Anyway, yesterday we shared the story about a woman who copied the events that led to her meeting this guy she was attracted to. We can see this same behavior in America’s geopolitical strategy. The method of the year is the, “decapitation strike.” Kind of reminds me of the French Revolution. These are the same reptiles that talk about Jihadi head choppers. But every other word that comes out of their mouths is, “decapitation.” Like maybe they don’t think we know that “decapitation” means “head chopping?”
This is their only idea. Like maybe in yesterday’s example, the woman starts killing extended family members because she met a hot guy at a funeral.
“But it’s different. When we do it.”
“Oh, I see. Instead of lopping off one head, you take out a whole wedding party, elementary school, or private residence with bombs. I completely see the difference. More bang for your buck. Maybe they lose their heads, maybe they are just blown to smithereens. Appreciate the clarification.”
Contrary to Hollywood’s version of Greek mythology, the hydra had nine heads, not seven. Two grew back whenever one was Jihadi-head-chopped. This is how we “enmagine” America’s battle with Iran. Unless or course, the fix is in. We are still trying to figure out how America can fit into our Tri-World Order scenario. It’s looking kind of bleak at this point.
That’s it for today’s cathartic perspective on the state of the world. I may actually have to do a spoken word rantcast called “Boogie Pox Plandemic.” Maybe an entire series. I think, or maybe I just want to believe that there is maybe a small minority of vax-skeptical humans out here that are figuring shit out. All of this stuff is connected to money and where does money live? In banks. And who owns and operates banks? Bankers.
All psy-ops, wars, famines, and movie flops, are caused by bankers.
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