GHOSTING THE MESSAGE
As I drove out of Nimbin, I stopped
at the local creek just outside of
town and rolled up a joint. I wanted
to take in my last moments in Nimbin
and savour the memories of the
last few days. As I watched a platypus
ducking and diving, and frogs
hopping to escape, a wedge-tailed
eagle soared over head. I felt they
were putting on a display just for
me, and perhaps they were – a gift to
me from the Ganja Faeries.
I had made many friends in Nimbin,
and my task of writing articles on
Mardi Grass was complete. I felt
content in the knowledge that I had
been a part of something very special;
something that would stay with
me forever.
Climbing back into my car, I took a
large toke on the fresh air in Nimbin,
deeply inhaling all the wonderful
things I would be leaving behind.
All the friends, the dreams, the passion,
I held inside, and I simply
“ghosted” the toke and drove away.
15 km from Nimbin, I had a last
reminder of what I had been in
Nimbin for. I had just come on a
Random Breath Testing bus. A
cannabis warrior to the last!

Image credits go to taojones

[Dark Helmet]

yeah its always a slap in the face when u come back to how it is, from what it should be moose, always love reading your pieces mate!! you got anymore pics>?

Here are a few more stunning images.









From last year but I like this pic lol

Me with Wizzy Winding



Me and Mullaway

MardiGrass rocks the Planet.


Lisa "Mamakind" Kirkman at MardiGrass with Radic Al Consciousness



Lisa "Mamakind" Kirkman with Australian cannabis icon, Graeme Dunstan.

[High Country]

I wish the country town I live in had that much dedication and passion Everyone looks happy despite the economy slowly crashing around us. Well done everyone at Nimbin.

Shalom.

[StRa]

thanks for sharing ..................great pix.......

Thank you senor Moose.

[Allotropy]

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Wonderful photo's , amazing people, amazing atmosphere