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I usually smoke out of ghetto rigs made out of mouthwash bottlles lol or a friend's bong. funny stories huh? I have 2 acres of woods and I like to go on late night walks wioth friends and smoke back there as there are trails and stuff. When I was younger and not open with my mother about my smopking the ganja we went back there and smoked a blunt with about 3 grams of homeade resin I made with the alchohol stem soaking method in it. As we were walking up to the house, I thought I saw my mom in the window so I crouched down and preceded to make military signs with my hands like you see in the movies...we were zig zagging across my yard and fianally I point to the house and starty chanting RED TEAM GO! RED TEAM GO! we got back and munched and went to bed. It was wild!
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…see the whole thing is a world full of rucksack wanderers, Dharma Bums refusing to subscribe to the general demand that they consume production and therefore have to work for the privilege of consuming, all that crap they didn't really want anyway such as refrigerators, TV sets, cars,…and general junk you finally always see a week later in the garbage anyway, all of them imprisoned in a system of work, produce, consume, work, produce, consume, I see a vision of a great rucksack revolution thousands or even millions of young Americans wandering around with rucksacks, going up to mountains to pray, making children laugh and old men glad, making young girls happy and old girls happier, all of 'em Zen Lunatics who go about writing poems that happen to appear in their heads for no reason and also by being kind and also by strange unexpected acts keep giving visions of eternal freedom to everybody and to all living creatures.
Better Living through Chemistry.
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