April 2010
Clash With Reality: Why's everybody gotta hate on Mary Jane? →
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I’m not going to tell you about me, or why I use and like pot, I’m going to tell you about Cannabis and THC so you can stop being pot bullies.
Cannabis plants produce more oxygen than any plant in the plant kingdom. The reason it has THC in it is so bugs wont bother it and it can continue producing masses amounts of oxygen.Speaking of THC, it has been found in Cherry tree leafs. So why don’t you go pick on that plant too.
Marijuana is not addictive physically but given the right person, who is not using it for medicinal reasons (i.e. chemo treatments), with an addictive personality and no back bone, it can be mentally addicting. I’ve met people that allow themselves to be like this.
I’ll smoke a bowl for you all, hopefully one day you can stop hating.
“New rule: If the Icelandic volcano needs a virgin sacrifice and the Catholic church needs new leadership, the Pope must voluntarily jump into the volcano.”
—Bill Maher, Real Time
Pope 'could cancel UK visit' over 'offensive' Foreign Office memo - Telegraph →
telegraph.co.uk
FUCK. THE. POPE
I want to shake their hands. HILARITY! Is launching a pope-brand of condoms THAT offensive? Blessing a gay marriage THAT offensive? FUCK OFF. Welcome to the 21st century assholes.
“you shall above all things be glad and young
For if you’re young,whatever life you wear
it will become you;and if you are glad
whatever’s living will yourself become.
Girlboys may nothing more than boygirls need:
i can entirely her only love
whose any mystery makes every man’s
flesh put space on;and his mind take off time
that you should ever think,may god forbid
and (in his mercy) your true lover spare:
for that way knowledge lies,the foetal grave
called progress,and negation’s dead undoom.
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance” —(via eecummings)
For if you’re young,whatever life you wear
it will become you;and if you are glad
whatever’s living will yourself become.
Girlboys may nothing more than boygirls need:
i can entirely her only love
whose any mystery makes every man’s
flesh put space on;and his mind take off time
that you should ever think,may god forbid
and (in his mercy) your true lover spare:
for that way knowledge lies,the foetal grave
called progress,and negation’s dead undoom.
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance” —(via eecummings)
“There will be days when you’ll look at your hands and you’ll want to take something and smash every bone in them, because they’ll be taunting you with what they could do, if you found a chance for them to do it , and you can’t find that chance, and you can’t bear your living body because it has failed you somewhere. There will be days when a bus driver will snap at you as you enter a bus, and he’ll be only asking you for a dime, but that won’t be what you hear, you’ll hear that you’re nothing, that he’s laughing at you, that it’s written on your forehead, that thing they hate you for.”
—ayn rand (via lovegeneration)
