We be out here. Growing that heavy Indica, to make Rick Simpson oils for my peoples and save the human race from their own shitty decision making.
I had a tarot reading the other night, complimentary of my best friend... it cost $444... you can't even make this shit up.
A TON revealed itself, it was REALLY informative. Anywho, she told me in a past life I killed a lot of people. No shock there. She said "Righteous War... I relate. Eternally I relate. I will never surrender. Anywho, she said "You may find yourself feeling extremely compelled at this time, to make something that will heal people, to counter your karmic debt of wartime wholesale slaughter..."
That shit hit home, i feel SO compelled to help people live, even at cost to myself, and I don't really mind. I want people to be empowered. How strong would I really be if I accepted weakness in my tribe? I'd be a Biden supporting bitch. Fuck the system, heal your neighbor with love,
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(234) 218-1116
