http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rx-LtCLHlM0 Wow, what a voice he has, and since i like to reminisce of yesterday, I sure can identify to the difficulty of looking back to yesterday, a tear does sometimes find its way out, and i just don't know why, lol that is why i believe it is so important that we find out how to repair the mutated cells in our bodies that causes sickness and death in the first place, and as barney fife used to say, nip it in or in this case, nip it, with the bud I really believe that being happy and content is a sign of a better future for those that want that, one to where they feel fine no matter what their challenges are in life i used to use a portable herbal vaporizer, but it was not as good as the one i made before, so i need to construct another one, but lately, i have been using a pipe i used to like vaporizing the cannabis weed the sweet taste of cannabis is something to behold indeed i made my own that i carefully controlled the heat to right under the combustion point and i was always amazed at how much vapor would come out of the small amount of weed the first draw tasted sweet the second one or was it the third, tasted like buttered popcorn how is that possible? that the second or third draw tastes like popcorn? but it did, i am sure it still does that is how it was not to mention with the vaporized toke, the much more cerebral effect unlike the old fashioned flame type pipe, where it draws into the lungs in the combusted cannabis material along with the butane and carbon monoxide, and stuff that makes for a less cerebral confect vaporizing the herb so close to the combustion point is tricky cause if you let it go beyond a certain degree, the awful tasting cumbusted smoke always disappoints as that causes the once clean bowl to be a tarry mess that tastes awful, and makes for a sleepy feeling, with little cerebral effect hopefully employment is just around the corner, then i will get the best top shelf to repair any possible mutated cells and to give me a smile as it always makes me feel well it seems to me a criminal offence the laws on the books written by that pesky mike pence i dont understand why they are so mean but i am not going to think of it, doing so will just bring about unhappy thoughts, of those who deceive
earlier today, i heard on the radio, that we should all choose our friends carefully, that bad company can corrupt good morals and just now someone said for what fellowship has righteousness with unrighteousness, and what communion has light with darkness well, i just know that is true, i mean how could you practice being happy around those who like to feel blue i too used to live a life that was blue, and unhappy i don't think i should be a snob to those who live the life i used to live, but it is hard to watch, if that ever happens finding the proper thing to say to those who might seem to be slipping into the unhappy way of life is difficult, what does one say to them, without looking like some snob life is too short to go about the day drunk, or insecticided out and angry or in a sob that i know is true there is more to life than feeling angry and blue but i dont like to play the part in life as the heavy giving advice to those that i know that delve into drink or what ever that makes their moments of happiness in their life unsteady so what does one then do? i suppose everyone has to learn for themselves, but is that the proper caring thing to think i ask you? cannabis is great and i do not see why some people feel the need to mix with it insecticide statistics show that for thousands yearly, tobacco is a form of genocide alcohol too, for me, is not the thing to do it left me feeling really sick, TWICE STOPPED MY HEART, put me in critical care, made me weakly, bony and blue so am i right in not saying much about what i have found? cause they will say that it relaxes them and such but i know their restlessness is do to the unfulfillment maybe in their heads, i bet you they might say to me that i am not perfect which i know is true, but we all should try to act in a manor that is not contradictory to happiness, so how should I say for them to do? so to avoid that barb of truth, i just let it go and say to myself whats the use, before i found cannabis, i was into alcohol "everclear" for a few years, then before that it was pills, which nearly killed me i tell you a friend was waiting on his girlfriend to come over for his date i remember visiting him, and vomiting on his floor 20 minutes before she got there, and i nearly died then, pills mixed with alcohol, bad combination, that was nearly my ended fate hmm, what will the spirit say in the churches to this i also heard on the radio that if our parents are not holy, it could be the kids fault too, instead of the other way around totally, i dont want folk to miss out on a cannabis like bliss, thats why i do not care much for secrecy of the good that cannabis can bring to ones life but if they dont want it, there is nothing i can do to end their strife i really think that in a year i will move, as i do not enjoy seeing folk in conflict, unhappy, and blue it seems its a waste of time to where they could instead be seeing the world as a place that is really divine umm, but after learning of the politicians plan to legalize the cannabis plant next summer maybe i will stay, and be here in my home town, and hopefully i will never again have a frown with cannabis in my brain, i always feel good and fine so i am thinking, why not spread the knowledge that i know i can not wait to get a place so i can GROW! YES) and - i will purchase seeds from the net i will purchase dr grinspoon for a Sativa, and not sure what would be a good indica, and would like to grow a good cross, can not WAIT;-)
THIS IS GREAT NEWS!!! http://marijuanaindex.org/2014/10/white-house-strategizing-national-marijuana-legalization-summer-2015/ I AM SPEECHLESS W-O-W!!!!!!!!!!! i will sleep well tonite! what a relief end of the war against the cannabis community, means no more reason to beef wow but what to say to those in the churches that do not see that being mean to the cannabis community is not the way to be perhaps learning the encryption technics is ok for some but secrets cost people their lives sometimes in the long run and not telling the truth is bearing false witness on the cannabis community, i am TELLING you how is the cannabis community able to have our own radio station that tells the truth and does not coddle up to those who can benefit them in some secret way, to fool the youth and adults snicker on that bar of truth, hope no one thinks i am being rude i fail to see why their hate is tolerated in this world any wait? lol i think i umm, i know i will sleep well got to too, cause i have a lead on another place hiring and they do not discriminate either, so i dont have to worry about them firing App is in, and so is the herb thanks to good folk, i feel rested, restored, so i thought i'd update this blurb i wonder, though if i do not want to get into litigation with those who like that kind of thing, if i should retract the previous posts of possible scenarioed thought of possible ways of think, as the thought police might not allow me to be happy, if i leave that thorn of words intact without trying to retract, so i will see if i can edit, if i can't it will just have to stay live and learn, sometimes i've herd some folk say hmm, ok, will go back and see being unkind is not the way for me either to be do not want to eliminate my body tingly buzz http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vDseuHA8EWA http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5qd9Bd4nX9Q http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrvW0wNNrZc http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lsxBwIRahU watching the ole shows canna medded is really awesome no matter if its bud luckeys animation on sesame street, or sheldon leonard doing his hey bud routine with lotus blossom
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkZzLUvuLLU how do we all keep our radiometers in the sun so that we don't plummet 40,000 feet i suppose we should look out for words that can usher into each of our lives storms of conflict and ignore those that we know only speak to contradict
Way back in the time before the heathens imprisoned those in the garden of eden before the heathens filled the world of loveless tragic there was a plant that god gave folks that was lovingly magic if a person had a want or need they'd hold the plant to a fire wish and pray, and they simply got they're desire if they had a tooth that needed repair a new one grew in its place, no one was ever in despair if they had problems with their heart on the left of their chest God magically grew a new one on the right, and they always felt the best back then no one ever saw a tear they felt great all year if the weather was a little dry magically, a wish and a prayer made rains come and everything was fine then one day some people didn't pray they then found that things didn't go their way they felt left out and sad and mad that those that knew how to harness the magical plant were always glad so they set out to make the plant look bad hoping their wish would come true so that they wouldn't be alone and sad then the haters of the wonderful plant knew in order to survive that they needed to breed haters like them so they invented the lie they made people think breeding and money was supreme and that anything magical was utterly obscene and to this day you can tell if a person is blind by how they treat others, usually unkind what is the solution for those that will not see in heaven, we sure don't want any enemy for God is love and hate is a sin cause hate blinds people from seeing the heaven that exists from within all we can do is to try to get the message out of a better life one filled with pleasure instead of hunger slavery and strife whenever the churches stop with their practice of practicing esotericicity we will start to see less unhappiness, suffering, warring, and dying, as the magical seed will once again be more useful than electricity as it connects all to the gift that heals from God it seems strange that a little plant can do all that, some i am sure might think the whole notion as quite odd This site is an interesting read as it talks of the magical seed and how it has been used for thousands of years and how it makes life really dear http://www.druglibrary.org/schaffer/hemp/potbible.htm
i suppose i should put this entry in another area, as it is not poetry per se' I was looking through an old flash drive and saw an old experiment of a micro grow that i tried and that i still like it involves the inverse square law most people think that the only output in lumens of light that the bulb is rated for as the only lumens available, but the ratings in lumens for a bulb is rated that lumen intensity at 1 foot away, so, using math, i was excited to see, that much more lumens are output from bulbs, when the light meter is closer than 1 foot, so much more lumens is there due to the inverse square law, which normally seems to be a hindrance as the further away you are to the light, the less the light intensity will be but closer than one foot, mathematically shows that you do not need a high output light source to get a high number of lumens if you are close enough this grow attempt took the idea of the inverse square law to the extreme I took apart 4 cfl bulbs and wired the circuit boards away from the bulbs so that i could grow weed inside the bulbs but i got in a hurry, and didnt hook into the test a thermostat wired with the fan to speed up the air flow if the temp got above 80 something degrees, in time when it got hot in my room, it cooked the plants, proving that careful monitoring of temperature needs to be made, the advantage to this type of grow would be far less time wasted in the plant growing stems, and more time would be in growing leaf, and bud in a tight small spot, where when budding out, it seems that with enough light energy from all sides, it seems the plants could produce an abundant amount of thc oil with just a few small plants, more than enough to satisfy any toker, and since less light is wasted, less light should be needed, less electricity wasted means less electrical bills to pay, too here is a picture of the test, and you can see how well the plants looked before it got hot in my room and ruined them...you can see that i surrounded the bulbs outer surface with aluminum foil to reflect the light back into the middle to reduce light loss, and then surrounded the aluminum foil with a piece of lithograph sheet, http://forum.grasscity.com/gallery/image/146913-s5030251/ http://forum.grasscity.com/gallery/image/146914-s5030252/ http://forum.grasscity.com/gallery/image/146915-s5030253/ http://forum.grasscity.com/gallery/image/146916-s5030255/ it does seem odd to see people buy expensive lights only to hang them a great distance away from their plants, as it is such a waste due to the inverse square law it also seems like i am missing out on that imagefolio program on the same flash drive, that would allow me the opportunity to crop out the pearlite spilt on my carpet lol, but this borrowed laptop doesn't allow the running of .exe programs
Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY ~my favorite poem~ Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.
[SIZE=18pt]Dreamer's Folly[/SIZE] [SIZE=14pt]High atop my mountains,[/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]So quiet and serene…[/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]I take in the wonder of nature.[/SIZE] [SIZE=14pt]At one with all there is.[/SIZE] [SIZE=14pt]I bask in the rays of the sun,[/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]Absorb it's power into me.[/SIZE] [SIZE=14pt]High atop my mountains,[/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]So quiet and serene…[/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]I gaze downward,[/SIZE][SIZE=14pt]And watch your vicious rotted world…[/SIZE] [SIZE=14pt]Slay all the dreamers.[/SIZE]
Time is ticking Tick tock tick. Suck a clock. Such clocks ought to not be locked. Unleash it. Seize the day.
The smell of my cigarette sweater. The taste of my nicotine breath. The words that I speak, how you're more important than the rest. These are real things. My helpless jealousy, The reason why I inquire. I lay my trust out for you, At the risk of becoming your next piece of history. I give you my love, My chest is open, My heart exposed for you. These are things I cannot help I'm scared, For the first time in my life. I've been scarred, Not for the last time in my life. I'm weakened by my love for you. I'm strengthened by my love from you. Our lives to be shared, It is this that I see for us. These are real things and these are things I can not help.
Was that boosie Collins who got banned? Dude needs a band under starlight skies towers of moonlight beaming down like ininite skyscrapers Owl Lady sauntered by showering runes like streams bound right in intimate highs of astuteness of the Nakky headed obes Dreams seem obscene when you scream for the specter yo intervene they ask is losing Ego a painful thing gain in place of what never had come to being to politic with the private and sit with the dons goin ham with the wildest couture canba culture in on revenged upon reniged reign. Rambles rise righteously to wicked reason, reaching ramparts of realizations revving up to ranges readily read to be wrong and unreal...right. Rambunctious ripostes of rebuttals and riddles do not derive but arrive in some random rumination round rare reefer
The Serpent sheds Their skin the moth's cocoon gives in The Villian never dies my friend only hero's bones rot no matter what they end sedate a nation create anticipation detonation now we see this world's true creation not bombs but atom nonetheless wildfires passions they do invest leaves the Stars not an Iota impressed Hello. Mi. the greeting and the Test 8 wise 5 known too many think this is all one or none nonetheless another pop singer got drunk and gave head i guess so smoke stressed or smoke sess and be buddha,brolic brooklyn or Bali Kali sees to the rest who know no rest one eye open two eyes closed never said that i guess im crazy I Know
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I don't want to get over you because then one day it will be like nothing ever happened I don't want to get over you I just want to be with you but you've made sure that that will never happen So maybe I should get over you lay my weary hopes to rest and pretend nothing ever happened
I crept into the caverns of my consciousness I let myself get lost, I left the road I gave into the confusion of my senselessness And I went off in the dark of the unknown Even if you lead me back to the light Even if you can tell me what I'll see Even if I follow you, your eyes will see soon Me moving on, you knew this time that I would leave you. If you don't at least speak some truth now I will never never ask you again I can still see your face Crying bucketfuls of rain
I was really excited when I saw this thread. I've written a few of my own poems. They are very personal to me and helped me cope with some things I went through. I breath & dream all day on my bed Taking time to breath and settle in Responding to the interest alarming me to my phone Pondering whether I should get back at mom to head on home Reality is so hard to manage from within To keep up I take three bowels of vapors to stimulate the head I calm in many ways tingling from all above I clearly don't know what this figure is going on about I feel the placid devouring my problems away Silence is the answer to elope in any frantic debate Ignoring all negativity no longer persist I am who I grew to be, to be beyond of mischief To balance our correlation let's take a wild side, my realm of dreams My odious maneuver changes this mood to a REAL provocative scene
Ok look bitch, I aint a poet, My lawns gettin tall, so come and mow it, Your lifes on the line bitch, dont blow it, And my bitch is flyer then yours, you alrdy know it. Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands E. E. Cummings
2 months - it's been 2 months since we've parted ways I miss our conversations I miss your way <div>I've missed you so much your gentle being your honesty your courage your insight and wisdom Now, as we share this breath again i just want you to know Oh, Sacred Herb how grateful i am to have you in my life. Thank you. Sincerely yours, suba ______________________________________ You came to me with a cloudy mind expecting me to clear it. Rather than sunshine though you found rain, instead of growth you were flooded. I'm not an escape capsule, I am your friend and sometimes that means a slap in the face: Wake the fuck up!</div>