The following may and probably will sound corny due to the sheer degree to which I'm currently high, but I don't care and it has to be said:

Are you ever struck by just how beautiful everything truly is? We have our cliched ideals of beauty that are of course very lovely, but just the fact that I'm typing this right now and that it will be read by a bunch of beautiful human beings who know love and hatred and longing and the fear of death and joy and all the rest of it, is just sublime beyond words. Oftentimes when I'm very high I'm struck by how words, as much as I truly love them, are totally inadequate for what anyone's really trying to express--it's just the best system we have, and in a way keeps the mystery of things, since nothing can ever be conveyed as it truly is, just insofar as the symbols we use.

All of us here have felt the sublimity of the herb, or we wouldn't care enough to join a cannabis website. Any disagreements on politics or any other of the bullshit that really just takes away from life, they don't matter--we all share that, and even deeper than that, humanity. I spend all too much time brooding on man's idiocies and shortcomings, but there's such a heart-wrenching ocean of good along with it, that even overpowers. I really feel that it's all somehow alright: even if we all die, who's to say that won't be some kind of release? Man, we all need to just let down the huge walls around our hearts for five minutes and just FEEL the energy of what and who is around us. George Carlin said in every cynic's heart is a disappointed idealist, and this rang so true to me when I heard this. Feelings are so taboo now...literary critics will even rip to shreads anything they consider "sentimental." POUR YOUR HEARTS OUT, POETS, AND FUCK THE ANTI-SENTIMENTALIST STIGMA!

So if you think I'm some kind of nut for this (as is likely), just remember what my consciousness encompasses, and what yours does, and everybody's.
overgrowthegovt Reviewed by overgrowthegovt on . Very sentimentally baked--a lot of love The following may and probably will sound corny due to the sheer degree to which I'm currently high, but I don't care and it has to be said: Are you ever struck by just how beautiful everything truly is? We have our cliched ideals of beauty that are of course very lovely, but just the fact that I'm typing this right now and that it will be read by a bunch of beautiful human beings who know love and hatred and longing and the fear of death and joy and all the rest of it, is just sublime Rating: 5