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cannabis is good medicine
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cannabis is safe medicine by ian williams goddard
cannabis is federally illegal to grow
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cannabis is free for now by pete brady
cannabis is available in three main forms
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cannabis is bad dhea is good smoking is bad and you can exercise too much phew
cannabis is medicine lca information leaflet lca monday 01 jan 2001
cannabis is less harmful than alcohol
cannabis is eaten the effects can often be confusing
cannabis is a 'wonder drug' capable of radically transforming the lives of very sick people
cannabis is still illegal in britain
cannabis is available in several different forms
cannabis is extended by philip johnston and george jones
cannabis is to be recategorised early in the new year from a class b drug to class c
cannabis is still illegal
cannabis is derived from the plant called cannabis sativa
cannabis is naturally occurring substance that can act as a relaxant and mild
cannabis is roughly 10 times as strong as that which was used 20 to 30 years ago
cannabis is addictive
cannabis is gateway drug
cannabis is a plant that grows much like corn or wheat
cannabis is nontoxic and the least harmful libation available
cannabis is being given orally as cannabis oil extract in a capsule form
cannabis is derived from the cannabis plant
cannabis is not associated with major health problems for individuals or society
cannabis is a central nervous system depressant
cannabis is the controlled drug that is most commonly used illegally
cannabis is usually smoked
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cannabis is an illegal drug derived from the cannabis plant
cannabis is usually sold for around £12
cannabis is guilty of a class c misdemeanor;
cannabis is cultivated either by individuals
cannabis is illegal
cannabis is not meant in any way to be medical advice
cannabis is not folk medicine but a real therapeutic tool you can use in your everyday practice
cannabis is used
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cannabis is neither harmless nor devastating to the user
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cannabis is the most widely used illicit drug
cannabis is safer than tobacco
cannabis is 'safe' or not is the issue that dominates every discussion about legalising it
cannabis is usually rolled with tobacco and smoked in a hand
cannabis is heated it gives off three times as much tar and five times more carbon monoxide than average tailor made cigarettes
cannabis is listed as a banned drug with no recognised medical value in most parts of the world
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cannabis is no exception
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cannabis is a substance which affects the way you think and feel
cannabis is often contaminated with inert or toxic components which cause more harm than the cannabis
cannabis is illegal in every state in australia and in many countries throughout the world
cannabis is imported into this country from warmer climates
cannabis is a gateway to death
cannabis is still ahead of the game
cannabis is necessary for life
cannabis is to be reclassified
cannabis is a class b
cannabis is a member of the family cannabinaceae
cannabis is the third most popular recreational drug in new zealand
cannabis is derived from cannabis sativa
cannabis is safe medicine
cannabis is a drug obtained from the leaves
cannabis is not harmless, but close
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TRACY SEFL: What Wal-Mart does by its inadequate wages, its low benefits, its disdain for communities, its disregard of the democratic political process, essentially it's making another class of Wal-Mart customers. They're ensuring their own success by virtue of their business model. That's the bottom line with this company.
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| on ze reading list |
[30 Nov 2005|05:17pm] |
so, my new room mate justin had this book on his coffee table:
The Crusades through Arab eyes (956.01) by Amin Malouf
woohoo. crazy eurochristians eating (literally!) christians on their way to steal holyland. maybe the only folk ever to "successfully" repel a european invasion?
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| craziest of times |
[25 Nov 2005|03:55pm] |
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So...
Pad-Heaters ordered for the van! The gruff Canadienne accent on the other end of the line was a certain sort of salvation... we shall now be able to run our biodiesel baby with no fears of fuel-gelling. Bravo! We also ordered a scale, found graduated cylinders and phenolpthalein... so mixing up the magic batches should be good soon as well. All of it's falling into place.
School is almost over, and it's nearly certain I'm not failing (< B) anything. I can't wait to take a semester off and begin looking for another school in a place far, far away. Maybe not so, actually. When we were in PA, I really thought it was beautiful. Also, the carolinas are nice. However, the West just tugs at my heart strings. NM was the first place I felt free and lovely, and I really have an itch for returning there. The University there also has cheap family-housing apartments. <3 Sandia Mountains. Sigh.
We're moving out of my mom's house, finally! Justin from SAFEco, whom I had an interesting camping trip with this summer, has invited us to live out the rest of his lease with him at Valley View, which is a value priced (read: ghetto!) apartment complex in latham. I can't wait. Then I won't have to feel violently angry at my family anymore, something I won't miss. Having a pro-cannabis room mate will be fun, and having no TV will be a reprieve from mental entrapment. The damn thing is never, ever off at my mom's house so long as there are carbon life forms inside. Which is always.
Being in touch with my wifey is great, and her Russian lad makes me so happy for her, because he's what she needs. No more crack-boys for my me-shell... instead she shall have a quirky, caring, clever and polite chap with a nice family. Her baby's daddy is hopefully rotting in some sorry sour place for being a dickwad without a dick.
Speaking of wives, I am one! Well...almost. This past week we went down to city hall and got our marriage license. NY allows us to choose a name made up of any parts of each spouse's last name, so now we're Ariel and Wm Dakota Callaschai.
Thanksgiving wasn't really worth commenting on. I hope all of you had a happy one, but mine was just answering and dispatching ER calls for heating and medical problems all day, so there's not much there to bring anyone holiday cheer-- except that the stupid fluffskull blonde next to me crashed her car the other night when everyone else on US87 decided they would too, which is FUNNY. What wasn't funny was hearing the banal story about 12 times over my 8 hours.
We went to Dakota's mom's last night and I had my first ever slice of sweet potato pie. It was awesome. I always thought people were lying to me when they say it tastes like pumpkin. I should give people more credit sometimes I guess...
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| wtf?@?@?!?!??!?! |
[04 Nov 2005|05:39pm] |
where are you?!?!?!?!?!?!
if you were ever on time, we might be able to go smoke hash.
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[29 Oct 2005|01:46pm] |
"[M]y times in Colombia also helped me comprehend the distinction between the old American republic and the new global empire. The republic offered hope to the world. Its foundation was moral and philosophical rather than materialistic. It was based on concepts of equality and justice for all. But it could also be pragmatic, not merely a utopian dream but also a living, breathing, manganimous entity. It could open its arms to shelter the downtrodden. It was an inspiration and at the same time a force to reckon with...The very institutions--the big corporations, banks, and government bureaucracies--that threaten the republic could be used instead to institute fundamental changes in the world. Such institutions possess the communications networks and transportation systems necessary to end disease, starvation, and even wars-- if only they could be convinced to take that course.
The global empire, on the other hand, is the republic's nemesis. It is self-centered, self-serving, greedy, and materialistic, a system based on mercantilism. Like empires before, it's arms open only to accumulate resources, to grab everything in sight and stuff it's insatiable maw. It will use whatever means it deems necessary to help its rulers gain more power and riches."
--Confessions of an Economic Hitman, John Perkins.
I don't know if I agree that there was ever really a republic that truly wanted equality and justice for all people. However, I guess I do like the idea of such a republic, and would accept that aside from reality a philosophical America exists. The principles laid out in the consitution can be read that way. I'm not sure if I agree with his dichotomy because I know that the motives of blue-blooded europeans have never really been altruistic or ethical. The first done upon entering our new promised land was to exterminate its existing human communities.
The small amount of patriot in me that is loyal to the land I've lived on, rather than other places I arbitrarily do not live on, allows for pride only in the paper-bound philosophical notions of this country. The actions of Washington officials have never made me proud to be an "American"; from below comes the source of each human progression. True savage behavior and brutality leaks from the top down, from power to those it harasses to those the harrassed can take it out on. "Trickle down" can much better be fitted to that scheme than the economic one usually posited. Global capitalism is much more like a funnel, sucking up all things of intrinsic value and turning them into numbers piled upon numbers, extinguishing life and it's support for the base desires of a few hedonists.
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[29 Oct 2005|05:35am] |
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An all-forgiving god is like a never-retired retroactive constantly freeing criminals from the responsibility of their atrocities.
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| sick sick sick |
[27 Oct 2005|07:34am] |
wtf?
i never heard of anyone who got sick like clockwork the day after their uterus goes stabby. however, it has been happening to me for the last three months. it's probably because i live in a place where i can't breathe without getting some cigarette death and 9 different varieties of kitton-hair, and because i have myself at code: red stress level, but i'm tired of it.
i woke up with waves of nausea and heat to my head. forgot my tea. then i fought with kotya. next i had to leave in the middle of a test to get sick. then i crafted a bumble of nothing for my essay on my the test. i wish it had been tomorrow, because today i really can't think. however, that does make it the perfect day to finish research for my latin american culture studies class.
i'm worried, because we were supposed to send out the deposit for our biodiesel van, but kotya has no money and no transportation either to buy stamps or go get the money order. i really wish someone else could take over my body and live in it today, because i'm just not in the mood to be here, or anywhere else in this reality.
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| Death. |
[19 Oct 2005|04:34pm] |
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I may require folk to pee on my grave soon.
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[04 Oct 2005|04:56pm] |
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every turn of the key is a vote for oilgarchy.
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[30 Sep 2005|12:13pm] |
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morning's chirpy crispiness woke my nipples up first, and then my bladder. it was a very rude awakening, and my lungs won't quit their wheezing. here's to complaining off the bat. this one's going no where, it's a foul, it's caught, and i'm out.
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| another september to barely remember. |
[29 Sep 2005|04:17pm] |
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if i was ever to commence in creating a cascade of corpses like caligula, i'd start with the college masses. their lazy sweatpant rumps, their agnostic attitude toward anything but beer, sex, and partying, the fashion-show reality tv trash talking ho/s, they leave me barely able to believe that "adults" spring from them. adults! ha, the realization that career-cloaked robots in their 9-5 sling, running to and from their (car)seats for exercise, are just decaying versions of these pudgy pre-paycheck piglets, both worries me and elates my greater sense of irony; no one knows what the fuck they are doing, or why they are doing it, it's just so convenient and well, that's how it happened. psychology majors and sociology majors, they continue to psychologically mangle themselves and participate in all of those routines that stoicize social movement. english majors, they all turn out to be great creative writers and bestsellers--the end. yeah fucking right, actually, for all of their drivel about what author they like and why, what writing they relate to and why, what bullshit they think they thought of first and why--most of them edit dictionaries and have fun jobs like making this corporate memo into that corporate memo. is this projecting something that disturbs me about myself on to others? it could very well be. i'll leave that up to anyone but me, because people who judge themselves get it wrong, or so it seems. school will be over technically after this year, and i could either go into the yuppie factory and come out a lawyer with a stupidfat paycheck and a debtor's gut, or i could do a year and teach the delightful spiteful brats of my peers the garbage on state exams. i don't know what i want to do, i never took the idea of being the advocate seriously until my philosophy of law class, which makes the whole thing seem creamy like an O come too easily. i'm not sure about virtue, but my end-deal is to be able to detach myself somewhat, and as by the time i'm able to do so i would have "served" my society, i don't think i can be blamed for withdrawal. buying land seems gross to me, but i need a place where i can froth freely. maybe i can buy and share, but live with us, the Trees? who'd dare.
ps. under "disgusting" on google images, this appears. but i like this better.
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[24 Sep 2005|10:00pm] |
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i'm really not sure why this computer thinks the date is 2/6/2040, but that's strange.
my mom got a free imac but she doesn't understand apple computers at all, so i get to use it. whoopee.
the wash of sunlight today was prime, the wind was crisp, the leaves cooperated in placing season at the forefront of observation, and what did i do but forget the camera. fall courted me for an outside dance among rows of trees; little hands stretched high for perfect rosy globes, shrill voices yelped excitedly as apples came tumbling down over small heads, mini-trees too slight to climb-- all of it made for modestly magnificent moments of merriment. my nieces, though harassed by their father, were delightful as always. piggyback rides, i've found, can be much more fun to give than to get.
making mashed potatoes by baking them first makes them very tasty. apple crisp is very easy to make. super yummy tacos are fun to prepare. garlic stings if you get it up your nose! i feel like a homeh0 but i don't care. the perks of it hit me in the tastebuds, and oh do they like it. how weak is my will when it comes to fooood!
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| <3 big tobacco, the perfect ingredient for corporate loyalty |
[24 Sep 2005|03:07pm] |
grandma: mmmm, i smell blueberry pie.
pause.
grandchild: i smell.....cigarette pie.
me: D: ... rofl!
my mom's a chainsmoker.
(hours later)
me: mom you're chainsmoking!
mom: i didn't get to sit and have enough cigarettes earlier!
me: D: ... rofl!
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| stolen bikes |
[20 Sep 2005|05:16pm] |
the stealing of bikes is a gross infection
1. i walk down the street, 8 or 9 yr old kid w/ a 22 inch gary fisher mtb. wtf? i look back half a block later, and i hear and see older kids patting him on the back and saying "good job." jkflajeljar.
2. this guy gave us a free bike the other day. a beat up old kids' bike, very cute and red but not shiny at all and obviously in need of some work and touch ups. so we lock it up with this little combo lock. it's gone now. net loss=2$ because we paid for the fucking lock. when you're going through the effort of stealing a free bike, is the joke still on the person you've stolen it from?
i guess only because i, that person, have bothered to make this entry.
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| bug affinity |
[16 Sep 2005|04:46pm] |
yesterday, whilst sipping soup slowly, a strange sensation of crawling ascended my calf, and i brushed like mad to remove the offending party. lo and behold it was a wooly (sic?) bear caterpillar. bright green plant material, brownish yellow pee, and "strands" of the "fur" were left on my leg, and the little chap curled up into a ring on the ground. i thought i'd killed him, and for half an hour poked him at measured increments to check. he didn't seem dead, but he wouldn't uncurl either, even after i left him alone for awhile. so finally i probed him with my pencil. again. and again. next he showed me he was a speedy little fuzzboy. however, he was headed toward the busy sidewalk. so i coaxed him onto a piece of paper and let him off in the bushes to eat and pee some more. i'm so glad i didn't bugslaughter him in error like i arachnocided the spider. then this'd been a much sadder story.
livejournal eats my time at work, time i could use for the shit i've got to do for ooneevehrseetay.
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| excerpt from "charlie and the chocolate factory" |
[14 Sep 2005|04:56pm] |
"The most important thing we've learned
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set--
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've been,
We've watched them gaping at the screen,
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone's place we saw
a dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotized by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk,
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash dishes in the sink--
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSES IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK-- HE ONLY SEES...."
--oompa loompa song after mike teavee sends himself by television.
emphasis from original text.
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