Okay, so my friend and i were out with a lot of other people, and the two of us sort of wandered away. We were feeling sort of emo, and we tend to relate to each other. Anyway, we walk to Burger King and started having this passionate talk about God and our disbelief in him, because look how he's fucked us over and everything, and a good God wouldn't want to do that. So we're talking about that and one of us says something like "I wish i was really stoned right now" and i'm like "If there's a god, send us drugs! please!" and we laugh and wander out of the Burger King. We walk around the school, we don't really feel like talking to our friends. So my friend looks down and i sort of turned away and i hear "holy shit! tara?" and i turn to him and he's holding this little baggie of green substance he found, and i am like "no fucking way...". So we try the stuff out, and it is most definitely marijuana. Not too bad, either. Very bizarre and awesome.
That's amazing. I wish that could happen for me. I believe in God, but I don't believe he cares enough to make marijuana magically appear in front of me. Congrats on your find.
at 1 gathering i set out about 100 crystals i mined on a rock with a candle by my tent..i just put em there to dry after cleanning well anyway that was the only light so ofcourse lost trippin hippies would come along & take crystals & leave something else in its place.. but thats not the point of this story, on the other side of the tent was this tree.. every night whatever my last thoughts before seep was about would show up uunder the tree in the morn... 3 nights in a row an eith of kind bud would show up..on the 4rth night it was mellons & milk (no idea why i even thouight about those since not a huge fan of eaither) but i find that happens alot to me..ya put out that intention & the universe (or a dumbass who loses theyre shit) provides in my neighbourhood i could probly find a dime bag just about anytime i tried looking, but generaly its crap weed & not worth smoking i havent bought weed in..hmm 12 years or more..but inever seem to ever go long without
Hate to be the person who lost their bud. That happened to me once. I was riding around with my friends smoking in his car and we stopped at A&W, I got out and forgot I had left the weed on my lap and it fell out. I didnt notice it was gone until about an hour later. We went back and luckilly it was still there, about 5g in the middle of the parking lot in broad daylight. Lucky lucky day.
