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THEE BEST "HIGH" OF YOUR LIFE

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MoldyFrogToe

This one brought a tear to my eye.
Yeah, if I were alone I'd do the same...was with someone and a park guard who was hilarious...
He was telling stories about how the woman-moon gets its period when it's full and the bright man-star moves away from it...temporarily when that happens..which it does haha
I was in more of a giddy mood...like jaw dropping and euphoric...just like tripping..dopey..
That was one of the most peaceful moments ever, and creeping up on the eggrobbers quieted the other 2 up so it was hugely peaceful for a few long good moments..not to mention fun.. :D
 

guest2012y

Living with the soil
Veteran
A cross of some now never heard of strains and some popular ones I was breeding. Let's see if I can remember...........Jerry x Licorice crossed with NL#5 x Blueberry then crossed with Bubbleberry....then crossed with Strawberry,then back to Bubbleberry. Shit smelled like walking into a candy store at the mall,sweetest smoke I EVER tasted. Made your salivary glands start to water,good long head ripping high,but not too couchlock. Pure Candy flavor,smell,and taste. Yeah!!!
 
yes winter is so depressing....

i want it to be the middle of summer. right now...

I want to be laying in the bottom of a canoe staring up at the stars...smoking a 1/8th blunt and catching big bass off of jitterbugs....all night....
nature+drugs=pure euphoric bliss.
 

grow1620

Member
my best high was tripping on shrooms with 3 of my best friends. We just chilled on top of a mountain ridge just watching the gusts of wind blow in through this huge canyon over the trees, it was like watching waves in the ocean. That was the most I've ever felt "in tune" with nature. We sat there for hours just watching the wind on the trees and the shadows from the clouds.
 

tmu

Member
Maybe not the best, but definitely the most intense...

Salvia Divinorum!!!

Scary stuff... =/
 
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Cookie monster

July 5 years ago sitting by the side of the road in the mountains with my eyes closed.
Sun shining in my face and the birds and bumble bees were filling the air with the sound of summer and I was filling the air with the smell of homegrown afghan.

Ten minutes earlier some half blind old farmer had pulled out in front of me from an unmarked side road that enters this long sweeping curve down the mountain.

I was doing well over the ton on the bike and didn't even have time to react, by the grace of god and those above that look out for me it was only the wing mirrors of my bike and his jeep that were taken off.

Pulled the bike over, tore the helmet off and puked then had to sit down for a few minutes while trying to talk to the old guy about how we were both at fault.

When he left I lit up a joint of afghan and got high while realising how lucky I was to be here and how good I have it.
 
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