Remember that game we used to all play as children, where we lined up and whispered a message through a group of people to see if it remained the same? Remember how it never was?
I'm concerned that history is the same way. Too many people that stories were passed through, and every event that we know now is terribly misconstrued from its original details.
So I've always had this idea to just get enough like-minded people together and start a farm. Like 20 or 30 people, and everyone can just have 1 or 2 jobs to do daily, and we will farm food and ganja. We can live off the land. Also, use windmills and/or solar panels and never have to worry about electricity. Who would join this?
It's funny how there are stages throughout the evolution of a stoner (well atleast this applies to me and others I've noticed):
Stage 1 (aka The Newb):
-Smokes very little or is just starting out
-No ability to communicate with the outside world (even amongst themselves)
-Ability to get uber stoned off of one hit of weed that is similar to the "Snicklefritz" on Pineapple Express
-Never pays for shit
-Smokes out of pop cans at the local elementary... read more »
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