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Also thank you Funky Monkey for the kind words. Don't cry for me. I've been doing enough crying for the both of us lately. God what am I supposed to tell my children when there's nothing under the tree on christmas day? That bothers me more than anything else ever could. I think about it so much it won't even let me sleep.
Trichome, from what I know about Prescription Drugs and marijuana, a few hits and you're gonna bug out, run over to your neighbors, and strip naked on the couch. Well, I ran over to my neighbors, stood up on the couch, felt really hot, and took off my jacket. Then I went looking for his dog, found him, startled him, and he, or she, ran away.
Well if I had marijuana I would'nt need to be taking the prescriptions.Quote:
Originally Posted by beachguy in thongs
I kind of had to accept medicine for a lawsuit. When both drugs (Baclofen and Topamax) were in my system for months and I'd smoke pot, I thought I found the secret to Life. I vibrated so fast and came to the conclusion that, if I vibrated fast enough, I'd disappear. Then I figured that's how the Mayans did it. The found the equivalent of all three of these drugs in nature and that's how they disappeared with no remains.
That's pretty strange.Quote:
Originally Posted by beachguy in thongs
Yeah, I had another experience similar to an acid trip I once had. Baclofen is a muscle relaxer, Topamax is an anticonvulsant.
Im going to start another thread to bring this to the attention of those who might not read this one.
Peace
Yeah I used to be a pharmacy technician among other things.Quote:
Originally Posted by beachguy in thongs
The real tricky part it to figure out how to find that frequency without the drugs. This must have come up on this board before but if you want to start a thread Beachguy, here's a suggestion, anyone read and actually comprehend Castenada?
Trichome, my heart goes out to you and your family. May all of the good karma on this board be sent your way. The catholics are wrong on this one...suffering sucks. Keep the faith dude.
I knew this guy who lost his pharmaceutical license because he was stealing painkillers, but he was a deadhead, clean-cut, tennis-playing, drummer that I got along well with. He gave me a newspaper for deadheads who want to spend life "spiritually" sober, or natually high, or something.