After a Legal Trip down "Marijuana LN", for nearly a year, releasing negative energies, out of the state that seems to pin beings down into their depression by denying the ability to consume a plant that was literally grown by Gaia Herself. Human beings have been denied the ability to self heal, self care, and consume something that literally could be the end of every human problem known to 'mankind'.
I don't smoke for recreational purposes, I was put through a lot of stupid human error's growing up. Many I don't care to mention anymore as I've already rid my Soul of these, monstrosities. I've only consumed Marijuana since twenty-nine years old, after many attempts at Depression, anxiety, PMDD medications. Nothing seems to work for me, on top of the fact, I have a low tolerance, to anything man-made.
I found out 23 years ago, I was slowly becoming allergic to meat. It started with Chicken, moved to pork, then red meat as I grew older, had consumed too many antibiotics over the years, for teeth rotting, after parental neglect. After infections from things I care not to mention that were sexually transmitted from a young age by violators. No one cared to listen, as I was a 'mouse', so I did what I was told, by my Parents, by the Doctors, by my Pastor, by my Teachers.
So nearly forty-years old I faced demons I had been forced to ignore most of my adult life as I was too busy being a Wife, Mother, Employee, you know, the usual... a Doormat.
It tends to be an epidemic in Society these days, to rid us of everything we are able to use to care for ourselves, forced to be something we are not, and stopped from being things that we desire to be, dream to be, cry for not being able to be.
It's as if Gardening itself has been treated like it is now illegal. Things that we can grow at home, that could not just likely, but proven to, help us with our own ailments.
We started ignoring our own bodies, because we thought someone else knew what they were talking about because they went to school, received a degree, and just write a prescription drug for.
I had a Grandmother who had committed suicide after too many decades of being alone, emotionally, mentally, phsyically, by those who she thought loved her. Writing letters weren't enough, though she smoked pot. That made her a drug addict. She was accused of being on Heroine though, I do not believe it to be true.
However, how am I supposed to know the truth? Considering I've been lied to my entire existence. TO the point I question the paternity of both of my parents. I've always felt adopted. Consuming products injected with GMO's have become toxic to my body, and I'm more than a hundred percent sure that GMO's were introduced into our food products way sooner than humanity realizes.
Things have been genetically altered so many times, that we're not even sure how they started to begin with. Animals have shrunk in size, including their offspring. Creatures are being born deformed, but still used for us to consume, because they are running out of sources for humanity to go to.
This is why they started to Genetically Modify our Food. Our animals, our plants.
There's so many here, on the planet, that don't even know what a cow looks like. How crazy is that? I grew up in the Country, and I used to see cattle everywhere. Not just cows, but pigs, goats, horses, so many animals that are slowly starting to disappear, and no one notices, because they have these huge facilities that are breeding animals that are basically not even the animal they are told to be.
I started smoking marijuana after years of abuse, from childhood onto my late twenties. I had withheld a large amount of tragedies, because I felt my problems were not as important as of those of people I thought Loved me as much as I loved them.
We are told as we grow, to grow away from those whom are toxic. It just so happened to be 99.999% of those I knew from my birth to my early adulthood, were all toxic to my own personal growth. I was too consumed by what their problems were, because I'd have rather comforted them for the things they were suffering from, then that of my measely not-so-important trauma.
Matter of fact, I got tired of trying to unload all of my trauma, that I just held it in. Like a time-bomb I was creating this hallow within my heart. Where no one really cared about what bothered me, so I started to fall apart.
Once I discovered the sweet ganja. I could no longer deny, that medication was just suffocating me.
The music that once had helped me, started driving me insane, things I let go, or thought I had, started to chase me in my sleep, in the day time. I couldn't work anymore, noticing too many people that reminded me of those who were at the hand of things that affected me deeply growing up.
I ended up unloading when it all resurfacing, on my only best friend, my Spouse. I tried to avoid it, but it was hard to hold it in, and writing it out? Gah, it just made me feel like I was still keeping it in.
After a celibacy of everything that I've needed to 'survive' since I was in my teen years, I recognized after eight months, that there was more under the surface than I even cared to remember. Though I had to. To continue for my Children I had to come to the bottom of my irritation, the reason I felt sad, and angry all of the time.
I understand there are those who went to war and saw things they'll never forget, but there's a war going on inside of every home, in every country, and the United States just seems to be ignoring it more and more every day, by pushing products to keep us all distracted, by forcing medication down our throats instead of having friends and family who care.
We all went to 'sleep' with being told "talking about the past makes you weak". Naw you fools, you need to understand, the reason that Marijuana is needed, is it's supposed to be free, it's supposed to release the negativity, all you're doing by consuming medication, is treating your body like it's not important to you anymore.
I come from a long line of drug addicts, alcoholics, sociopaths, misogynists, arrogant, ignorant, useless family members. Who thought moving past their pains was better than facing them head on, to become stronger than they are. If we all face some war tomorrow, how many of us will survive, if we're weighed down by our trauma, by our physical ailments, which are so very much created by your past trauma's that you refuse to face.
I've struggled with physical ailments for most of my adult life, that seem to have melted away when I stopped over-consuming things that everyone has become addicted to. Don't get me wrong I still consume what I want, on occassion, but I also know my limits and watch what my body tells me.
That would be the end of Big Pharma, not marijuana.
What are they going to tell you? You can't listen to your own body anymore? You'll go to jail? C'mon. Wake up people. One plant isn't going to save us all, it just helps open the eyes of those of us who no longer want to be blind to what's actually going on.
We're not controlled by those that love us, we're being controlled by forces that want us to believe, we're not able to care for ourselves, without their permission.
We sure sound like a bunch of controlled slaves, under the guise of a paycheck, paying taxes, and consuming products instead of worrying about what's in our own minds, our own homes, and soon, that'll be the end of humanity. Ignoring yourself, ignoring your children, ignoring the Love that you so graciously could be receiving and not just giving.
What have we done, Humanity? Do we care so little about ourselves, and our Future, that we're obsessed with what the President posts on Twitter, or what your friend is eating for dinner, or your family is saying about you?
Please stop worrying about everyone else, and look at yourself in the mirror....
Lift up that Blunt, that bowl, that joint, or ya know, whatever you're consuming today, however you wish, because we're meant to be FREE. Not ask for permission to breath the air that comes from the Trees.
Wake up, please?
