Got up at 2:00 this AM a bit early even for me. Had melancholic feelings about chopping half of my plants. It always seems a conflict to kill plants that you have so meticulously taken care of for months. I guess we are captives of a predatory universe, and nothing to be done about that. Khayyam said it best in his quatrain: "Ah, Love! could you and I with Him conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits--and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!" Unfortunately there is no entity to conspire with, but on to details of the chop. 2 Master Kush, 1 Jack Herer, 1 Blue Dream, and 1 Blueberry. They'll be in jars in a few days and fulfilling the destiny laid out for their sacrifice. "How does it feel to kill? Like cutting living grass, or losing all your marbles in a match that wasn't right?"
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits--and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!" Unfortunately there is no entity to conspire with, but on to details of the chop. 2 Master Kush, 1 Jack Herer, 1 Blue Dream, and 1 Blueberry. They'll be in jars in a few days and fulfilling the destiny laid out for their sacrifice. "How does it feel to kill? Like cutting living grass, or losing all your marbles in a match that wasn't right?"
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