So True…

Posted by Brudder Stoner On November - 30 - 2009

Especially during difficult times like these… Tis the season when alot of people are lonely and money issues seem to get them futher into depression. I also wanna make this clear that WEED is not the solution to all life’s problems; but if you do enjoy it recreationally and it does not interfere with your day-to-day routine, it can be a blessing in disguise. It does relax your body, it relazes your mind and puts you in a state of euphoria. It helps you temporarily forget about your problems and just enjoy time! Cannabis – ENJOY Responsibly!

weed poster

Rest In Ease…

Posted by Brudder Stoner On July - 14 - 2009

A couple months ago my friend’s dad lost his battle with an ailing illness. He was a good man and although I had never met him; there were plenty of good words spoken at his memorial. While at the funeral home, we all gathered in a small hall for tea and snacks following the service and almost instantly my eyes lit up as I walked towards the back. Can this really be? Is it real? No way…. There was a MARIJUANA PLANT at the funeral home! As I looked around I noticed the entire room had these plants between the wall pillars and they were being used as decorations. At first, a small part of me thought of the possibilty that the plants might be real, but on closer inspection; sadly they were not. But what I still dont understand is the significance of having these plastic marijuana plants about 6 ft high surround the hall. I was trying to find reasons and justification for its place. What were the interior decorators thinking? Wait… what were they smoking when they decided, “Hey, I know what a sad room needs, some marijuana plants…!” True… But at a funeral home? At a really nice, elegant, posh funeral home? I chose to not dwell on the subject but rather sip my coffee and exit. It was only when walking out when I had a thought that seems so surreal and made complete sense at the time… I dont really understand life to begin with. How it started, it’s purpose, its meaning, it’s value. We are here for such a short time. From the time we are born, the countdown clock has begun its backword ticking towards our demise. I walked out hurriedly whispering a small prayer as I pushed open the glass doors and felt the brisk January evening wind.

Marijuana Plant

Pictured above – A snapshot I clicked with my camera phone of the plant…

The “Gateway Drug” hypothesis

Posted by Papa Roach On July - 7 - 2009


The other day, I was speaking to an older gentleman about the use of cannabis by young people. His opinion was one that we at come across quite often: If youth are allowed to smoke marijuana, what stops them from experimenting with drugs, such as heroin or cocaine, that (unlike marijuana) can result in permanent, if not fatal, damage to the user? (this kind of thinking is what causes marijuana to be called the “Gateway Drug”)

Here’s what I told this person, and what I think you should tell anyone who thinks that using marijuana would lead people to try using life-threatening drugs such as heroin and cocaine.

1. While scientists have long held the “gateway drug” theory to be erroneous, a study at the University of Pittsburgh in  December 2006 proved that “the likelihood that someone will transition to the use of illegal drugs is determined not by the preceding use of a particular drug, but instead by the user’s individual tendencies and environmental circumstances. (link).
The use of marijuana is no more an indicator of further drug use than cigarettes, chocolate or coffee. Read the rest of this entry »

On a recent trip…

Posted by Brudder Stoner On June - 17 - 2009

we ended up here… I bet it was this amazing billboard sign that worked its magic. Oh we were also very very very very very very very very very very up there… 😉


PurpleKnickers : Broken City, Broken Me !

Posted by Purple Knickers On June - 7 - 2009

“There must be some way out of this”, said the joker to the thief,
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen they dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth”.

– Jimi Hendrix ( All Along The Watchtower )

I stood against the violent sea. I could feel the monsoon dawning upon us. A graveyard loomed a few strides away from us all illuminated in it’s glory.

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PurpleKnickers : Breathe…Just…Breathe !

Posted by Purple Knickers On May - 16 - 2009

2 AM and I’m still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it’s no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I’m naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you’ll use them, however you want to


But you can’t jump the track, we’re like cars on a cable,
And life’s like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe

That’s all you really can do ! Inhale, Exhale and let the universe take over. It always has conspired against me so, all I do is breathe. You live and you breathe and you die…and in between if your lucky, you fall in love. Be it for an hour, a day or a lifetime ! When someone says they are in love, don’t tell them they can’t be..or their too young to be in love or its too soon. Read the rest of this entry »

PurpleKnickers : Return Of The Infidel.

Posted by Purple Knickers On May - 9 - 2009


Hey man.

Here I am, crawling back to you. Just like all the other ladies subject to your charm. We don’t want your riches, we don’t care about your power- we just want
you to tell us we’re beautiful. Because nothing quite reflects the
truth like the rough, blue waters in your eyes. Nothing quite echoes
honesty like the husky, baritone sugar of your voice.

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PurpleKnickers : From the Graveyard to the Cradle.

Posted by Purple Knickers On May - 3 - 2009

The ultra-long weekend is done. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday nights of clubbing, alcohol, trying to scam marijuana from the home grown plant,the best friends, the dog, the conversations, the wake and bake, Marlboro lights and drunk dialling.

T’was good. It also got me thinking… ( Surprise Surprise ! ).

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PurpleKnickers : Sticks and Stoned.

Posted by Purple Knickers On April - 28 - 2009

I like your style (I like your style)
I like your smile (I like it baby)
I love your heart and I loved you right from the start ♫


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Posted by Brudder Stoner On April - 26 - 2009

? No one would understand if I tried to explain. I could use magic markers and sketch out diagrams and images but in transition; the lines and circles on canvas would not be able to convey feelings. I guess sometimes a mood is nothing really more than a passage in time. Everyone bounces back from feeling like they hold the world on their shoulders. Ask Mr. Terry – he knows. He missed the famous penalty that got his team Silver. What’s the message here? Do we really learn anything from the times we are… LOST? I almost wish the verb in this case was literal; because then Map Quest would aide its dilemma. But unfortunately it’s subjective and felt. May be the feelings are combined with confusion which makes feeling lost that much more… LOST? For times like these there are couple of hidden gateways that can provide a temporary escape from the real into the subdued, from the present into oblivious, from feelings to ice cold numb. One route is nature! Pure THC that take over your thought process helping you build confidence while destroying the same brain cells that spawn memory you don’t want to keep anyways. But then again, memories are merely vague ‘passages in time’ a phrase I already used to describe what ‘moods’ are. Can two very different words have the same meaning? Am I really that LOST? maybe :(



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