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Cryptic Flash Fiction (Dilogy)
"The Fool, the Wise, and the Truth.." \/ /\
There are 31 developed countries in the world, and who are the richest and the poorest 5 developed countries?
North America has 2 developed countries, the United States and Canada. Oceania has 2 developed countries, New Zealand and Australia. There are 4 developed countries in Asia, South Korea, Japan, Singapore and Israel. There are as many as 23 in Europe, including France, Germany, the United Kingdom, Italy, Switzerland, Sweden and other countries. Africa has 54 countries, but no developed countries, nor does South America.
Circuses and Bread
There is a circus that is always in town and never seems to close its doors, no matter what time of day or night it is; I go there sometimes when I feel like relaxing with some pointless fun. At this circus there is available a very special herb bread which is rumoured to enhance the experience of the circus tenfold, with only minor ill effects as a cost. This bread comes in a box which bears a large, extremely visible warning on the inside of the lid of the box that informs the reader that consumption of the bread has a very mild addictive effect, which is 25x more intense if the bread is consumed outside the circus grounds. Once one enters this mysterious perpetual circus, one is quickly swept along in the fun and before one knows it, hours have passed. Only then does one begin to really look around oneself and the moment that one does so, the circus suddenly takes on an eerie atmosphere and the clowns, which you've only just noticed are located at all of the exits, start to look more sinister with every passing moment. The more you look, the more the smoke and mirrors of the carnal carnival become but a thin veneer on a disturbing situation: life wilfully spent without rhyme or reason, an existence empty of the meaning which sustains. At this point, stricken by a sort of soulful panic and feeling a little ill at what you have become involved in, you begin to search desperately for a way out but once again notice that the clowns bar all the exits, and now they look like guards standing to attention, or wolves looking in on sheep. You notice that in your hands there is a box of half-finished herb bread, and in your distressed state of mind you start munching on some as a way to distract yourself from the frightful situation, and it works better than you ever thought it could. Suddenly, the entire menacing atmosphere vanishes and it is as if you had fallen asleep for a moment and slipped into some dark nightmare, a parody of your real situation. The night wears on, but you are none the wiser for it.
I am a fire burning on a mountaintop that is able to transform anything touched by the light I cast into fuel with which I may feed myself, becoming brighter and therefore illuminating more territory which can then be transformed into more fuel, and so on. The valley surrounding the mountain is cast in darkness throughout the day because the different layers of cloud cover effectively capture all of the light from the sun, however the mountain rises above the lowest of the clouds and therefore, in the morning and in the afternoon, the angle of the light through the upper clouds is magnified to form a concentrated beam, which gives new life to the flame atop the mountain. If however the resources of the day have already been expended once the afternoon window comes about, though it may once more briefly light up, it will quickly dwindle and be extinguished for the rest of the night. When the flame remains lit, the heat which is emanated progressively pushes back the clouds cover surrounding the mountain, allowing the light cast by the fire to illuminate the valley. In this metaphor, consciousness is clarity is light; Light is the outer, projective form of the inner creative spark of Fire, while the mountain represents material progress, accumulated wisdom and growth in the element of Earth. The elements of Water and Air are also implicated via the cloud cover that must be pushed back in order to give the fire more space to breathe, thereby increasing the scope of what it illuminates and providing it with more fuel. The valley is both the unconscious self and the world in totality.
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10 Unique Pipes That Double as Home Decor
There's no gentle way to say this: the majority of mainstream cannabis pipes are absolute eyesores. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Nearly every corner store has a case packed full of gaudy glass pieces, their surfaces swirled with neon colors and embossed with 420 emblems. No big deal if you're a twenty two year old still fueled mostly by Four Loko and 7-11 snacks, but - especially in the era of Alexa family drop-ins and Zoom live classes - some of us would prefer a bit more... subtlety.
The Best Interactive Art Sites For A Creative Sesh
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Another 5 Albums to Listen to When High
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The 5 Best Albums to Listen to When High
Yes, I understand that this list has been done before (many times), but here's the catch: Pink Floyd won't be on it. And as much as I love the prog-rock gods themselves, every single person who has gotten high has listened to Dark Side of the Moon. Today, the focus will be on more independent, obscure, or simply overlooked albums! All of these can be found across every major music distributor, from Spotify to Bandcamp. So here are my top five get-high-to albums that you've probably never heard of!
Trippy Tattoos Every Stoner Needs
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The Mysterious Ballerina
The sickness continues to grow within me... The color of black became my new uniform I wear over my heart... Is it hard? To stare at my own reflection?
Best Designed Cannabis Packaging
There was a time when weed commerce was all about the goods: no frills required. If a dealer was reliable, readily available and sold good product, that was more than enough for a customer to go through with the transaction. Stoners would happily pay for a plastic baggie with the strain scribbled in Sharpie; hell, any receptacle that would somewhat mask the smell was more than enough to warrant repeat purchases. After all, all that matters is what’s on the inside, right?