Inhale hundreds of thousands of years of wisdom. 

Exhale and remember. 

Who we really are…including our ego. 

Sometimes I think it’s this beast, making me a bad human. 

Cannabis teaches me unconditional love for all of me including my ego. And takes me just that little bit further into realising that I’m a single expression in a big fucking story/dream we call reality. 

But to compare a single expression against the infinite doesn’t mean that our individual expression doesn’t minimise its importance…it makes it more important than ever before because our creative expression involves the emotions (which includes the processing of fear, joy and everything in between).

Self-expression inspired by cannabis is a way to help me make sense of the unknown.

Trust in the imagination and the intelligence of your body.