Blessed be the herb Mother Nature has gifted to us. In the worlds where God exists, blessed be the herb that God has provided to us.
May it prosper, may we prosper, may the inhabitants of the Earth indulge in it. No other way may we embrace our inner beings.
May we connect with our supernatural warriors and the rebellious voices that compell us to think and act. For the herb is only of this world.
May we cast aside our violence and rules. May the humans of the Earth unite under peace and the harmony and insight the herb provides.
May we all share the bond; old and young, Muslim and Athiest, rich and poor, priest and murderer. May we puff the same blunt and pack the same bowl.
May we participate in conversations deeper than society permits. May we not disdain the herb for its harmonious power, for it threatens the disastrous world we have created.
May we allow the herb to empower, relieve, and cure what is weak and calm what is violent and harsh. We exist together, therefore we must love and hurt together.
Ode to the herb that has suggested friendship in a world of hate and life in a society of death. Let us embrace its power and bring peace to mankind.
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