A Smokers Thought
“Smoke one from de eart”
When purchasing a three pack of cigarillos I noticed my local deli sells spice in some pretty cleaver wrapping. This some what offends me since I assume that shit is lab made and who knows what health ramifications imitation cannabis sativa may have on unsuspecting smokers that buy the fake silly grass trying to simulate a high while being able to evade discriminatory drug test policies. Which brings me to the next brain fart - why don’t corporate gigs drug test? Low level government jobs, minimum wage, labor and a wide range of shitty jobs will deny a gig to a person based on something as harmless as a positive result for THC. From a pragmatic point of view, a labor force healthy and fit doesn’t necessarily translate into a “weed free” pool of labor. Insert gateway drug comment up your ass or here and that’ll still make an argument for prohibition as solid as a babies stool. Cigarettes are notably more dangerous and contribute more to the sickliness and time wasted in the current labor market. Imagine the amount of hours smokers rack up in smoke breaks - those compensated cancer minutes can give a lot of people jobs. All pot head’s I’ve ever spoken to will run through a shit load of cannabis factoids. The soil rejuvenation, the health benefits, commercial potential bla fuck bla……
Its about time people start peacefully protesting weed prohibition. Million smoker march! Stand up! These lush fucks got whiskey back let’s introduce the eart legally mon’
Peace world,
J
Fortified Walls
Her eyes seeps through my walls
Like water would
Or the roots of the most majestic tree
The stare seeps down to my inner most and makes me strive for life
Her energy
At the end of the tunnel - there you are
With the same fears as i
Yet,
Your bravery manages you
A gentle being
With an iron fist
Comrade in lifes war
Yellow roses surround these walls
you pluck them faithfully
Avoiding every thorn
Or do you,
Do they prick yet i don’t see
Have you already decided these walls are too high for you to see
See me on the other side i beg
The walls crush all blind intent
project me on to the world
These mirrors are waiting for the perfect reflection
To unlock what is being with held
Are you the reflective universe that my wall so urgently seeks?
Roses on the Otherside
Fake smile and We lies
Never doubted that you’d ride
Those convo’s where pedals spilled
Love me
Love me not
You was-nt the one
Meant
To
Rock
False words to hide from reality
Never mine
I can’t be yours
See it with such clarity
You
Shiiiiiiitttt, badder than the average
But ur a face, a memory
A future that I could image-in, imagine
Reality struck
Good thing fear decided
Cuz, we would have been stuck
With
Reality
Dream of roses on the other side
Those have thorns too and
bleed you like these do
In the Belly of the Beast
In the house that I dwell
I finally ventured to the belly of my shelter
Its lined in silk and paved with marble
Dead men erect as a reminder of a long lost want
To supersede our ancestors
Prevail and free
Enslave in ideological bondage
Win and conquer
