by Philosophus –
Arrived in Colorado. The higher air tantalizing to breathe. Repression left behind, dust of tailwinds, draft closer to man and gods.
Look, I’m not going to gloat. My arrival here in Colorado says enough. The suffering I experienced while in North Iowa was significant. Politics does matter, and when a state…a community…a people follow untrue doctrines, they set forth a path of ignorance, hurting themselves.
Iowa has a lot of growing up to do, a lot of soul searching, and a lot of experimentation. Letting your lives become ruled by lies and propaganda put forward by BIG Oil, Pharma, Alcohol, Religion, Law Enforcement, and Prison Builders, is destroying your chance for growth, and is quite dishonest and lazy.
It’s not that marijuana itself is some golden ticket to enlightenment; the effects it has on people vary. If you overdo it, or use it in a way that is reckless, you can and probably will suffer some adverse consequences.
Inexperienced users should never drive until the ‘high’ effects are well-calmed, and you’ve returned to a normal state. Some people (myself included) tend to have a predisposition towards anxiety. Smoking too much, too fast, doesn’t help.
Ease into it…go slow…vaporize, or ingest an edible if smoking is too harsh. Savor the seductive aroma. Hold it near to you. It’s hundreds of thousands of years old, and holds many secrets.
The effects of alcohol are FAR more damaging and debilitating than marijuana. Even if you feel like the world is ending because you’re so damn high-it really isn’t.
Marijuana is just a plant, and as I sincerely believe: all plants should be granted use and access by humans. No government should have the right to disparage or persecute a people from utilizing what grows naturally. Iowa’s marijuana laws place people in a very difficult situation: forcing them to choose between breaking the law and becoming a criminal, or gaining medical and spiritual relief.
It’s been a very heinous and unjust trajectory prosecutors have placed marijuana using humans on, with many dying and being unfairly imprisoned for vast stretches of their lives. I cannot even fathom the legal and cultural chasm these brave and noble Coloradans traversed, making it so easy and legal to walk into a small shoppe and purchase some buds. Suffrage never seems to be an easy thing here in America, and it still depresses me wondering why some humans have to be so nasty and unjust to one another, when we could all live so cleanly, so proudly, and so freely.
When Iowa decides to grow up and stop being so petty, abusive, myopic and mean, I’ll gladly return to the place of my birth; because Iowa has some great potential (windmill capital of the world)…but until then, I’m going to continue exploring my new home and place of spiritual, psychological, physical, and political refuge: COLORADO.
(All photos taken by Philosophus in Sedgwick, Colorado)
