Functions have returned to pre-update Efficiency (audio: noxsoma.substck.com)

Sunday Funday Fam.
Maybe there’s enough time for a quick update.
Maybe the Mind Universe connection won’t spill our guts, or spill the beans, about any particular topic today.
Let’s turn on the discipline, just in case.

The tech seems to be functioning within the parameters established before the last “update.” Users more boisterous that this one must have certainly complained to the “help-bots.”
When computers started becoming household items, Mind compared them to automobiles. Because for a long time, auto mechanics was my vocation. I still think, more or less, linearly when it comes to solving problems. Is the problem within a single device, or is it network? Do we get the same issue on multiple browsers, or just the default browser? Is it me? Did I screw something up? How do we work around this to get the job done? It was probably that last update!
Show’nuff, the “fix it” icon popped up. We followed the prompts and whether they took us back a notch or forward, functions seem to be functioning.
We’ve got some new segments coming in the show for mid-summer. The “dog days of August” when Sirius should be above the horizon. The “Emindcipation Quest” continues. We are going to connect this mindset to what we imagine the post-flood reconstruction re-education process might have been like. There may even be an AI generated, (pictures, that is), quasi-comic strip to go along with it. The creative force within has a practice of connecting puzzle pieces.
For example, our comic book setting relates to the Secret City concept, which relates to our Substack subscriber-base. The same psychographic audience we attract in cyberspace, will show up in our Utopian paradise of Emindcipated Rebels.
It gives me something to do, just in case I run out of activities to keep the vessel stimulated.
There. This is a goodly amount of words. We have sun shining today, but thunderstorms threatening. As usual. Two months into Hurricane Season, and no threats to the coast or the gulf thus far. Mind you, I am not on the edge of my seat tracking tropical depressions, currents, or atmospheric pressure. I check the forecast. “Rain. No rain.” I check the sky. “No dark clouds.” I check the wind. “No icy gusts coming from the north east.” I throw my urban rucksack, (aka gym bag), over my shoulders, grab my stick and head out to the playground. (I think there are some playground workout scenes in today’s episode.) Be a witness.
This is life in the big city for your humble vagabond burnout.
Ritual will keep you alive. Unless it doesn’t.
Stay strong, stay safe, stay sane, stay savvy, stay serene, stay sovereign, stay subscribed.
PEACE.