Ohhh man. I can't believe I'm going to see the ATHF movie today. I'm going to be sooooo blazed, it's going to be an amazing time. I can be sober as all hell and still laugh my lungs out watching that show. I'm going to be geekin
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Ohhh man. I can't believe I'm going to see the ATHF movie today. I'm going to be sooooo blazed, it's going to be an amazing time. I can be sober as all hell and still laugh my lungs out watching that show. I'm going to be geekin
There's nothing like drama to escalate human arrogance, and place man by the throne of God.
i wanna do somethin like this,
make the miracle hang over cure, and just have it be weed in some sort... not sure what sort or ne thing like that, and just sell it everywhere and make millions...
haha.. thatd be pretty tight..
There is a humbling lesson to be taught by death. When it comes do not fear for life, fear only that what you haven't done to this point is what has you facing this grim reality, accept the wings and take flight into oblivion. Another chance awaits your spirit, passed the brilliant sea awaits your mother's eternal comfort, while the masters of illusion build more circuitous roads. I will return in the end.
the best cure for a hangover is bacon eggs toast and milk.
I know theyre called fingers but just how do they fing exactly?
life is like a pinnada bro
kids beat you until you break..then eat candy out of you..:[
haha i thoughts of that a sec a go:D
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Originally Posted by higher4hockey
with weed.. haha i swear, once your high you dont even feel it ne more, but in your case, you dont smoke weed so that would be better...
weed defenitely is the best cure for a hangover. about two years ago when i was in college i had gone out for a night of boozing and i hadnt smoked in about three months...well im sitting on the couch in the living room and my roomate at the time came in and started packing a bowl....he took one look at me and handed me the bowl. it kicked that hangovers ass.
Hmm, I've always aspired to be a jukebox hero..Quote:
Originally Posted by Reefer Rogue
*cue Foreigner 8-track and commence the ROCK*
i wonder sometimes if i am already dead, or if everyone else is already dead too. when i was in kindergarten, i would cry sometimes because i would think about death and realize that one day I would be dead and that i would leave behind my friends and family and home.
im afraid of heights,... but not when im high with cannabis,...
i had similar thoughts when i was just a child. i remember one time my mother walked into the store and i simply imagined someone killing her while trying to rob the place and it always brought tears to my eyes. now i can't even think of death in such a way without feeling like a deranged lunatic. i look at death more philosophically rather than worrying about what i'd do if someone close to me were to depart to the land of the dead. when it's time for us to face death, we will face it as we were brought into this world, alone. is it time to leave this world or shall i stay a bit longer? as for me, i have yet to love wholeheartedly, so i'll stay for a little while longer...Quote:
Originally Posted by BizzleLuvin
I was sort of thinking about death... I dont really fear death, I mean of course i dont try to die, but when its my time to die, I guess its just my time you know. I have always thought about what could happen after death, Tim leary once said that he looked forward to the moments when his body was dead but his brain was still alive... And theres 6-12 minutes of brain activity afterwards, and with the intense time distortions of dreaming, from DMT, the massive release of DMT at the time of death in a human could be your entire lifetime. It really trips me out thinking that way sometimes...
Fun
omg.. buttered popcorn...
*eats another jelly bean..
omg.. toasted marshmellow
(just posted in munchy thread about 50flav jelly beans)
nah, seriously, I was thinking about why I dont see tiedye hats.. I think cool designed tiedyed shirts should be in hat form..
i had some tie died leggings that were DYNOMITE! i also have tie-died panties, those are a blast.
Don't you fucking hate when you get all baked and go to watch The Daily Show only to remember it is Sunday :( We need that show 7 days a week :jointsmile:
i kind of like the way the world turns, sometimes i like it more than other days, sometimes the world sucks.
im listening to such great heights right now, its such a good song to trip out too.
i'm in love with someone, and they're in love with me. and im afraid of comitmment because it seems like the end, and i dont know whether or not i want to take it any further because it will seem like the end. i think this person wants to spend the rest of their life with me, a long long term comitmment .
im feeling so burnt out right now! lol! .. i hate the burnt out feeling. its gonna be a while until i see the love of my life right now. but i have another eye candy, who is kind of into me, so if this one doenst work out im moving onto the next one. love is intense! i dont know how you all deal with it for those of you who are in love.! what is crudemood going to doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo
hahahaha i love this thread!
mmm weed is great!. :)
Dude that is a real mind fuck. Hardcore. Every time I watch shit like that its a mind fuck. I got Planet Earth behind me and thats a mind fuck for me. I just cant imagine havein a series of Planet Earth on another planet so far out there, what similarities and major differences. THanks man.
But now im gona have a tough time sleepin.
if i get a job today i'll treat myself to an 8th. If not i'll probably drink. I really hope i get a job.
Um...
Who the hell figured out smoking weed got you high, Were people just smoking every plant they saw, Also think about the first people to ever smoke weed, some crazy ancient people making the find of a lifetime!
great link but the narrators voice sounds like he's sucking on a huge loogie. you can hear his lips smack together.GAG!Quote:
Originally Posted by CDXX
also i was thinking about fences today. theres a small strip of low-income black folk living outside my neighborhood. the houses are small and old, most are in disrepair. none of them have fences, their properties kind of melt together and i see them outside all of the time conversing with eachother...having barbeques and such. they never bother anyone, i used to go to one of the houses for fish fry fridays. well about two years ago this white family moved in next to them and renovated one of the larger houses that had another family living in it previously. the house was in serious need of repair and the white family did a good job of picking it up. they put up new siding, added a new porch, did some landscaping and re-paved the side walk. then all of the sudden they erected an eight foot tall fence around the perimeter of the house. i was offended cause this family did a great job to increase the property value and the appearance of the neighborhood then all of the sudden they erect a giant fence to hide behind and keep everyone out. thats when i realized that americans have an obsession with marking our propery and possessions. its like we lack unity because of this, we are afraid of getting too close to our neighbors so we put up 'friendly' boundaries tomark our territories. when i studied abroad in spain, i lived with a host family. we lived in suburbia, the houses looked the same but none had fences. we would sit outside on the patio at night and the neighbors would non-chalantly drift over and join us. we could hear their music and birds chirping all the time. nobody objected to us walking through thier lawn to get to another house. doors and windows were left wide open during the day. this really put things into perspective. everyone there had a very small personal space and privacy level but it never seemed to irk anyone. i could brush up against some stranger in the market without feeling uncomfortable, and makign eye contact with strangers was never rude. so all this put things into perspective. i realized that as an american, i box myself into these boundaries that while they make me feel comfortable, they dont allow a certain level of comfort and friendship and neighborly friendship. i was taught in kindergarten the 'personal bubble' which extended the lenght of my arms and nobody was allowed inside of it unless i allowed them. now adays i have extended that bubble to my room, to my car, and to the fences and walls i live within. i walk around looking at the ground as to avoid that fleeting moment of uncomfortable eye contact with a stranger and i beg for forgiveness when i accidentally touch someone i do not know. does anyone else notice this? there must be something i can do....
What the fuck is a racoon ,, is it like a cat species or somethin, , fuckin damn racoons
isnt it wierd how our solar system has the same structure as an atom, with the sun as a neucleous?? 90% of an atom is empty space and so is the solar system also. plus its not like theres any "shell" around an atom either. They just look like a bunch of neucleous' and orbiting elextrons & protons, just like the universe being a stars orbitted by planets.
The universe is madd huge and it could just be an atom to some other beings, and they could be just an atom to someone else. hey they could maybe even be atoms to us also, that would be trippy.
yeah im pretty stoned right now...
thats crazy
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
APPLE CROWBERS!!
we were discussing this in my literature/poetry class, after reading that robert frost poem "mending walls"Quote:
Originally Posted by BizzleLuvin
its some crazy shit we do to feel safe and guarded
i cant feel my legs .....:wtf:
I mean sometimes when you are stoned you want to drive like 30 mph on the freeway, and other times you end up going 80. Cruise control keeps YOU in control! :hippy:
I felt like shit on 420. Forget it. I'm not even stoned.
life is so weird, full of so many weird things, its the unpredictableness of the world that turns me on! that makes me excited makes me so happy!
I had a pretty wild one the other day, stoned and inspired by Slaughter House Five by the late Kurt Vonnegut, amazing book. Anyways the thought was that time is a vast plane which spreads infinitely wide, and every human being's life are line segments on the same line. time as human beings know it is that certain line, lets call it x. there are trillions of segments of people's lives on line x, and human beings also see line x as a ray, going from smallest to largest number. This is the illusion of time on man. Time is actually everwide, and there are extradimensional beings who follow different lines or live in an area of time which they can coexist in simultaneously, living in every moment of their "area" at once, or there may be intersections where extradimensionals briefly meet with human beings. Yea, weird. Definately read Slaughter House Five, very good for times of stoneyness.
The other day I was thinking how pretty much everything you post on the internet sticks around somehow. Well what if in a hundred yrs our grt grandchildren are into genealogy and one of the tools they have to find out about their ancestors is digging around on the net finding ancient posts, like this one?
If that does in fact happen and some great grandchild of mine is reading this: to you I say hello! Only believe about half of whatever you find out about me. No nevermind its probably all true. Hope the planet we left you isn't too messed up and y'all are having a grand time.
how bored do you have to be to actually watch a late night infomercial all the way through?
everyone has different lives. we all have different cultures, routines,and beliefs. its the way the world is. so why should go off on someone for having a different lifestyle than you? its not your life. theres nothing you can do it change it. so why waste the time and effort to say pointless sentences. when someone asks you for your opinion...shouldn't you give it? wouldn't you rather be speaking your mind about the topic rather than just saying nothing. or maybe people say nothing because they know that soon after the pointless sentences will follow. i'm not afraid to tell the people of cannabis.com how i live my life, what my beliefs are, or my personal opinions. i don't understand how something so simple, a single rule in my household, becomes an inappropriate statement to say on cannabis.com. and i don't understand why i should be called 'Adolf' for stating my families beliefs.
& in KMK's words.....
What's comin out my mouth, a little freedom of speech, I said what's on my mind, and my mind I
Believe, I can do anything, don't accept defeat, I'm just tryin to get by while smokin on some
Trees
It's a beautiful day when you see the sunshine, it's a beautiful day to relax your mind, get
Down to the sounds of the D-L-O-C, everybody come and join the Kottonmouth Kings, throw your
Hands in the air, let em go on be free, you can be exactly who you wanna to be
When this world is crazy, gotta give it all you got, theres no time to slip, I wanna be on
Top, check it
Live for today now, forget about tomorrow, when you blaze your own
Trails, you really don't have to follow, free your mind , your soul is sure to
Follow, live for today now, forget about tomorrow
Yesterday, when i was blazed, i was drinking some soda, and started to take notice of it. It was a guarana soda (very hard to find outside brasil), and it haves a brownish color. I stared at the bubbles in the walls of the cup, and they resembled small drops of gold (due the color of the soda), or small pearls in a golden sea... it was trippy...
Then I noticed the sound of the tiny bubbles, and as i was very stoned, i led all my attention to concentrate in that sounds... i put the cup near my ear and spent a lot of time just hearing the bubbles collapsing.
Then i become somewhat afraid... the sound of the soda make me feel like if the soda were "alive". Or, not exactly alive, but the continuous and tingly (couldnt find better word) sound resembled me the sound of electrical sparks, as if the soda were very electrically loaded, and sparking, of if the sound were of a radioactive thing (i know radioactivity produces no sound, but w/e... i was stoned)...
I even thought that soda was some devilish creation... why does someone would like to drink a spark-sounding thing? Then i started to imagine that tiny bubbles sparking into my mouth, into my stomach... but then i realized the trippiness of it all and just drank some soda, with bubbles and all... and certainly the bubbles sparked a lot in my stomach, and after a while comes the result of it... a loud BURP! I ROFLed... for a long while... mainly at the absurdity of a nice and deep trail of thought be interrupted by such thing as a burp... :S2:
Why dont they have ductape commercials