I knew yall would appreciate this. But at the same time. If any can remember i ordered cannabis seeds from Amazon. They shipped from china. And they actually came. But they were hemp seeds. And they throw in a bag of what looked like poppy seeds. The point is i got seeds that i didnt order and this was last summer right about this time. Then i got sick. And almost died. So take it for what its worth.
In fact if anyone saw my post of the freakshow strain thread that shows what brother grimm sent me the picture also shows the packaging the Chinese seeds came in.
Bump! Person in my (non grower) community just got one of these. Doesn’t look like all the same seeds.
Beautiful gun, gonna have to break into a russian armory
not to be an asshole (guess it’s unavoidable )… but they/us/we po folk bear a disproportionate amt of nearly anything shitty, except the taxes & what-not that the 2%'ers deal with…
I’ll never have to pay for golf, because fuck golf, duh.
But unless we’re talking about some mythical benevolent welfare kingdom…
Sorry folks. It’s morning.
Free money = Inflation and more taxes.
Around these parts those helping checks went to the big corps that didn’t need it.
For something 99.7% of people get better from, but hey its for your safety.
Something something running backwards through a cornfield naked .
O lordy, time for that morning coffee and a calming puff I think.
Yeah I’m gonna leave the whole Chinese fluke I mean flu alone lol
Ok a side note anyone here from Kentucky? How bad are the riots really? The news loves to sensationalize stuff and I have to drive through KY to get home tomorrow. While I believe that he death was at the very minimum criminally negligent homicide I’m not going to stop for your road block protests. If you want to play frogger that’s on you and you alone, just remember all lives splatter and I will make it home.
my local news didn’t even know what city it was showing footage of & had to correct themselves on-air… (wrong state too…)
collision avoidance is preferrable to endurance, imo. i’ll take the chicane-threader over the '72 'burban (are cattle guards from trains legal on the front of a truck?).
weed. now, i’m topical.
Some news says they are rioting in the streets and others say it’s calm that’s why I’m asking for local knowledge. Just want to make it home without getting hurt or having to hurt someone else in self defense
Well never had a problem in kentucky on the way home or the way back up. Trip wasn’t incident free. Stopped just north of Valdosta ga for a nap at a quiet gas station. Woke up to a parking lot full of hollering people and two black guys beating on my window. Dunno if they were up to no good or just checking to see if I was alive. Threw the truck in gear and left. Sure wish people would stop fighting each other and stick together to fight the ones actually doing the public wrong.
That was the wake up call you requested, remember? They were just helpin a brotha out!
Lol could be, but with the current climate and my light skin tone I wasn’t taking any chances lol
This is a really interesting piece which I received in my email.
Cannabis is only peripherally related to this most excellent take on the benefits which
psychedelics provide to a society. It has me actually reconsidering the use of psychedelics for myself as I enter my twilight years.
I C/P in order to minimize the political nature of his newsletter.
The Psychedelic Election
A new issue arrives on the horizon. Why it matters.
Oct 23
There are many ways in which this election might portend the future, but there’s a seemingly small issue — only on the ballot in Oregon and the District of Columbia — that’s a sleeper, it seems to me, and worth keeping an eye on. It’s the decriminalization of naturally-occurring psychedelics, in particular, psilocybin, the psychoactive ingredient in some mushrooms which have long been dubbed “magic.”
This doesn’t come out of the blue. Huge strides have been taken in the last few years in the decriminalization of cannabis, with 33 states allowing medical use, of which 11 allow recreational as well. The FDA recently greenlit clinical trials for psilocybin as a “breakthrough therapy” for depression — with some wildly impressive results. Books like Michael Pollan’s magisterial “How To Change Your Mind” have helped shift the reputation of psychedelics from groovy, counter-cultural weirdness to mature, spiritual, and regulated mental health treatment. Ketamine — previously a party drug and an animal tranquilizer — has shown more promise as an anti-depressant than any therapy since the mid-1990s.
The familiar worry, of course, is that we might be ushering in an era of wild drug experimentation, with unforeseen and unknowable results. Some people fear that relaxing some of the legal restrictions on things that grow in nature could lead to social disruption or higher levels of addiction or worse. The great popularizer of psychedelics, Aldous Huxley, gave us a somewhat sobering description of what might be our future in “Brave New World”, and many in the West have been terrified of these substances for quite a while.
But new research suggests that this shift toward integrating psychedelics into a healthy, responsible life for Westerners may not be new at all. It would, in fact, be a return to a civilization that used these substances as a bulwark of social and personal peace. New literary investigations of ancient texts, new — and re-examined — archeological finds, and cutting edge bio-chemical technology that can detect and identify substances in long-buried artifacts, suggest that deploying psychedelics would, in fact, be a return to a Brave Old World we are only now rediscovering.
We’ve long known that human knowledge of psychedelic aspects of nature goes back into pre-history; and use of them just as far. But perhaps the most surprising find in this new area of research is that sacred tripping was not simply a function of prehistoric religious rituals and shamanism, but an integral, even central part, of the world of the ancient Greeks. The society that remains the basis for so much of Western civilization seems to have held psychedelics as critical to its vision of human flourishing. And that vision may have a role to play in bringing Western civilization back into balance.
A breakthrough in understanding this comes in the form of a rigorously scholarly new book, “The Immortality Key: The Secret History of the Religion With No Name”, by Brian Muraresku. What he shows is the centrality of psychedelic use for the ancient Greeks, in an elaborate and mysterious once-in-a-lifetime ceremony at the Temple of Eleusis, a short distance from Athens. We’ve long known about this temple of the Mysteries, as they were known, and the rite of passage they offered — because it’s everywhere in the record. Many leading Greeks and Romans went there, including Plato and Marcus Aurelius. Here is Cicero, no less, in De Legibus:
“For it appears to me that among the many exceptional and divine things your Athens has produced and contributed to human life, nothing is better than those Mysteries. For by means of them we have been transformed from a rough and savage way of life to the state of humanity, and been civilized. Just as they are called initiations, so in actual fact we have learned from them the fundamentals of life, and have grasped the basis not only for living with joy, but also for dying with a better hope.”
I’ve pondered that quote since first reading it. When you think of the reverence the Romans had for the ancient Greeks, and when you think of the countless gifts the Greeks gave the Romans, from philosophy to democracy, Cicero decided that this was the most “exceptional and divine” contribution Athens made? And he associated it not with tripping hippies or social decay or trivial licentiousness, but with civilization itself?
Ditto the great Stoic philosopher, Marcus Aurelius, hardly a rebel, who was initiated in the Mysteries — and even rebuilt the Temple of Eleusis when it was nearly destroyed by barbarians in the second century AD. These are not marginal figures. They are the elite of the elite. And they see mystical experience, perhaps occasioned by psychedelics, as central to civilization itself.
The Greeks and Romans went to Eleusis only once in their lives, like the Muslim hajj, to participate in a nocturnal rite, and were sworn to secrecy as to what went on. But the constant theme in the ancient literature around this ritual is that it somehow took the sting of death away. “Death is for mortals no longer an evil, but a blessing” was the phrase attached to it. “You died before you died and so didn’t die.” Historians and classicists have long pondered what this meant and what exactly happened, but all agree that it required drinking a special brew. And new discoveries of ancient chalices and cups — and new techniques of testing ancient residue — have begun to suggest what made these archaic potions so special.
Alongside alcohol, they contained countless herbs and spices and ingredients, among them, critically, elements of ergot, a fungus that infected barley and rye and had potent hallucinogenic effects. (Ergot was very common in the past, and often accidentally consumed in moldy bread in the middle ages — causing what was called the ignis sacer, sacred fire, which led many to vivid hallucinations and even suicide.)
The Greeks appear to have mastered the formula, and a tiny chalice discovered in Spain suggests a small, careful dosage, amid a welter of other finely tuned ingredients. Another re-examined excavation in Pompeii found the preserved remains at the bottom of large barrels jars dated to 79 CE: chemical analysis found it included seeds of cannabis, opium, and hallucinogenic nightshades. The recipe for the psychedelic brew and the preparation of it was restricted to women, who passed on the secret recipes from mother to daughter, and was the particular preserve of older women.
The effect, we’re told in the sources, was transformative: you saw past life and death, you became unafraid of your own mortality, you gained perspective and inner peace. It’s hard not to be struck by the parallels among the patients interviewed by Michael Pollan:
“Several patients described edging up to the precipice of death and looking over to the other side. Tammy Burgess, given a diagnosis of ovarian cancer at fifty-five, found herself gazing across ‘the great plain of consciousness. It was very serene and beautiful. I felt alone but I could reach out and touch anyone I’d ever known. When my time came, that’s where my life would go once it left me and that was O.K.’”
Now also recall that in the current Johns Hopkins psilocybin trials, around 75 percent of the research volunteers consistently rated their sole dose of psilocybin as either the single most meaningful experience of their lives, or among the top five. Psilocybin is also now being used in hospices, where the dying often report a new calm and serenity as they approach the end of their physical lives, and in addiction programs, where success rates have leapt, and in prisons, where recidivism has sharply declined among those treated. It’s entirely plausible that these moderns are simply repeating the profound experience the ancients spoke so glowingly about, and ritualized in life-altering ceremonies.
By the third and fourth centuries, the more established Christian authorities began to crack down on the women who seemed to be keeping this psychedelic tradition alive (they were later demonized as witches), and not long after Rome’s formal conversion to Christianity, the Temple of Eleusis was destroyed in order to end one of the most long-running religious ceremonies in human history. Some were alarmed by this religious vandalism, and opposed to it. A Roman aristocrat at the time, one Vettius Agorius Praetextatus, who had been initiated at Eleusis, said that destroying the rites “would make the life of the Greeks unlivable” and argued that the temple was the one place that “holds the whole human race together.”
Here’s what I think Praetextatus might have meant by that. A profound psychedelic experience can give a human being a new perspective, a sense of overpowering divine love, of the unimportance of death, and of the power unleashed by the love of others. It changes you because you cannot unsee the view from the mountaintop. It disappears from view in normal practical life, but your knowledge that it is there, that transcendence is possible, mitigates the jagged and ugly impulses of the primate mind.
The collapse in religious faith has exacerbated our lack of perspective, and made our divisions more intractable. Our online lives have become a source of acute anxiety and distraction. Our psychological dependence on consumerism, entertainment, and materialism has deepened the spiritual crisis. In this context, the psychedelic experience is a strange shortcut to serenity. And the more who have access to it — safe, responsible, moderated access — the more possibility we have that these wounds can heal and our civilization can endure and thrive.
The Greeks knew this. I suspect some early Christians, influenced by this tradition, did as well. We can rediscover it — with research, open minds and rigorous deployment of science. If you live in DC, or in Oregon, help propel this process of rediscovery forward. We have a republic and a world to rescue.
Littleton, Colorado, 1.48 pm
So can someone recommend me some appropriate cannabis strains to seek out to get really stoned to understand this?
Highest unemployment rate in 60+ years, small businesses dropping like flies - so we’re going to take on 1.2 million extra immigrants to solve the covid crisis…
I’ve tried to shove my head far enough up my ass to understand the argument. But clearly I need better psychedelics.
Is that right? You gotta be kidding me. That’s comic gold in itself!
‘Si. I transpor dee pakaja’s.’
You have to go deeper @Hephaestus and lick the base of your pineal gland from the inside. That’s where El Dorado is. Our sympathies.
I highly recommend it. I started incorporating psychedelics into my mental health routine a few years back in my mid 30’s and it literally changed my life for the better.
My primary interest in revisiting psychedelics is to assist in reconciling the inevitability of death.
I am not aware of any mental health issues per se, I am seeking some comfort in coming to terms with the notion of death and the meaning of my life.
I have not fooled with any psychedelics since around 1971 or so…mushrooms, peyote, blotter acid. I didn’t really like ‘em very much, and never thought that I would reacquaint myself with them.
Americans think I’m joking when I say we’d trade trudeau for trump.
No seriously in a heartbeat. Yours is just embarrassing, ours is embarrassing and spends money like a drunken monkey and really believes budgets balance themselves.