I can imagine myself just walking around everyone, going up to everyone, giving them a bit of weed and smiling like a mischiveous school boy. No idea why, but damn. Weed. See, when im stoned my brain, it's just fucked. It's like it turned off, im not stressed and words are images, images are words and everyhing feels special, as though it's got god given feeling. Violence isnt a word that appears in my dictionary, just happiness, love and harmony.
Everything is good, good and peaceful, people are smiling, everyones is happy and content. The government doesnt exsist, and weed is so legal is illegal NOT to smoke it. The word is an amazing place, and we're blessed to be here. We should use everything God gave us to live happy lives, enjoying our time. That's what lifes is like. Enjoyment, love and happiness.

Jah RastafarI - Ever Living, ever faithful.