Thoughts From A Different Mind
Why did the stoner go to the airport?
WeedThought September 18, 2019
He heard they had high security!
Why did the stoner get lost in the grocery store?
WeedThought September 4, 2019
He was stuck in the pot aisle!
In the ritual of lighting up, cannabis is the priest of peace. A joint is an offering, and with every puff, stress is sacrificed at the altar of tranquility.
WeedThought November 13, 2018
In the ritual of lighting up, cannabis is the priest of peace. A joint is…
Imagine a joint as a quill, and cannabis, the ink of calm. In each stroke of the puff, stress becomes a blank canvas, ready to be painted with the colors of tranquility.
WeedThought September 24, 2018
Imagine a joint as a quill, and cannabis, the ink of calm. In each stroke…
Rolling a joint is a journey into the landscapes of peace. Cannabis, the tour guide, leads the mind through valleys of relaxation, turning stress into scenic memories.
WeedThought March 22, 2018
Rolling a joint is a journey into the landscapes of peace. Cannabis, the tour guide,…
Cannabis is a philosopher’s pen, sketching joy in the air. Inhaling its wisdom is like reading between the lines of life, where laughter is the punctuation, and stress, just a typo.
WeedThought October 26, 2017
Cannabis is a philosopher’s pen, sketching joy in the air. Inhaling its wisdom is like…
In the curling tendrils of cannabis smoke, there’s an unspoken dialogue between mind and herb. Each exhale is a release—a whisper to the universe that stress is fleeting. It’s not just a joint; it’s a conversation with tranquility.
WeedThought September 16, 2016
In the curling tendrils of cannabis smoke, there’s an unspoken dialogue between mind and herb….