Hello all, it's really nice to finally get my voice out onto the forums, instead of just reading up all the time. I have learned a lot from everyone on here, listened to a lot of your ideas, your
works of art, and how you all (mostly) have generated incredible gardens and how everyone really seems to enjoy the science of it all.. well, maybe with certain motivational factors
considered
none the less, impressive.
I came from California when I was young, very young, and have only heard stories about how amazing it is not having the man in your crevices because you enjoy one of Earth's most
popular herbs. I have heard rumors, about how people in California can walk down the street, card in pocket, and doobie in hand, enjoying life, the way YOU want it. I've even heard about
dispensaries, yes, only HEARD about them. It's pretty amazing how parts of the world work, but keep in mind, these are things a lot of Floridians, don't even know about. These are things,
that don't seem possible to us here. It must be nice to have our green friend on us, and know it's acceptable, and not a "disgrace against god".
Most of you know, Florida being the old folks capital, that it is simply something very risky to even associate yourself with.
My post is mainly directed to give people an an accurate idea of how is it in my situation, in Florida, under such stiff regulations, and under an insane fake blanket, that people see
Marijuana. I encourage you, yes YOU, to keep reading. I know you can already see I wrote a lot, and please, all I ask, is that you keep reading. I won't ask you to do anything more, until
you've dedicated 5 minutes (or 15 minutes, to you slow readers to understanding my perspective.
My father, a man who has had a clean record his whole life, and I mean clean, by not even having a speeding ticket, was recently busted for cultivation, and possession of Marijuana. He
was a man, who was a little confused in life, but was trying to find his peace. He was a Vietnam veteran from I believe 1968, to 1970. He was 17 when he got involved in the Army, and
obviously really young to be a Crew Chief, and never old enough to have to do the things those men have. I have lived, with a fully disabled PTSD veteran (which, is more horror than
most of you will ever know), who has always had to keep his mind in check, with medication, or his mind played war games on him. Imagine, the world NOT even knowing what PTSD is
(Post-Traumautic Stress Disorder) until around the mid 90's. Most I can say, was the world was very biased towards me, and life wasn't very well understood, by my mid-teen self. Many of
you i'm sure know abuse, and it's something hard to understand, when you realize the abuser really is just confused with why things happened, and the souls he has lingering. Most people,
don't understand what true 'demons' really are. I love my father, and I will miss him, but his life taught me a lot, a lot I will never forget. I'm only 21, and I will forever use my experience
with him to influence my decisions positively, I will forever use that experience to help others, and having the ability, to have war veterans confide in your abilities and to talk to you with
the "call of help" in their voices, is a pleasure I will NEVER take for granted. I rest happy knowing, that they can tell me their horror stories, and hear a response that makes them THINK, a
response that helps them consider other options and why things work the way they do. Also, most importantly, a response that tells them we are forever grateful, that they sacrificed their
sanity, and their lives in a way, to keep YOUR life free. I'm 21, and I DO NOT claim to be a saint, nor do I know everything (or anything, it's all relative but I will forever respect and
ponder how their hurt has helped us all. I respect our vets, and I have embraced their support, and I have Marijuana to thank, for keeping my father sane, before the Veterans
Administration (VA) could help him (well.. drugs didn't really HELP him, but they numbed him enough so he could focus a little better on life). Marijuana helped him be friendly, at peace
with life, and helped him "smell the life in the air" when he stepped outside onto the porch of his ranch.
Well, I didn't give you the full idea yet, of how he was busted. An 18 man SWAT team, bursted in, at around 9AM, slammed him down on the ground, with assault rifles, and took his
entire house apart. His first felony, was for possession of over 20g of our green friend, and the second felony, was cultivation. Guess what? He wasn't even growing, he simply had the HPS
lights, nute systems, and pottery. Ohhhhhhh, big deal right? Well, two felonies, kind of impact the rest of your life. Say goodbye to most jobs, and say goodbye to your privacy.
My story isn't so much directed towards gaining sympathy, I really don't care about that. The point here is, a life sharing. I want you to just put yourself in the ideas of my life, and please
understand the gravity in what I need you to.
Marijuana for me, has been something incredible... Not in the sense that I like to lounge and watch TV, any less than you all do =), but it has been something that I discovered only a few
years ago as a tool in my arsenal that I could focus it on anything I wanted. My college grades have never been higher (last semester, 3 A's and 1 B, and the B was a landslide), I can't get
enough of this herb. I would try to keep my stash stocked, because when I smoke, i'm able to keep my thoughts in my mind, but i'm also able to "talk" with myself, in a way I never
thought possible. Maybe most of the world doesn't know this, or maybe they do, but regardless, i'm not drinking alcohol anymore, and to me, that's something that clouds my mind;
something I don't need.
My bottom line, isn't to toss alcohol down. I do enjoy it, and it makes parties more fun (Liquid courage, hah, I don't care if I never met you, i'll say hi), but before I jump to the chase with
my intent of this overall post, my position stands within myself. I would rather smoke myself silly, smoke more, then smoke as much all over again right after, get "hungry, happy, and
sleepy", than take one shot, and have to be rushed to the hospital to have my stomach pumped. I don't know how many of you have been here, but an extreme hangover that lasts 3 days,
is not fun. My uncles loved to smoke, and it brought them down to earth. Unfortunately, they loved drinking even more. You could ask them how much they loved to smoke, and how
much it helped them to be entertained with their family. Oh wait, they're dead. Too bad for me that Alcohol was legal, and POT was not. Oh well.
Now, I must apologize. I hope none of you are too angry with this, or that i didn't rub off wrongly on anyone. I just needed to express my position a little, to hopefully gain your support.
This is the part, I am now, asking for your help. Listen to me, I am desperate. I am sick of the way power can situate itself within people, I mean, look around you? That is, in fact, why
everything works the way it does. I am desperate, and hopefully, I can speak on behalf of marijuana users in Florida, that we need the help here. Pufmm (People United For Medical
Marijuana) are rallying votes, and though this is nothing new to most of you, they (as of now) are at ALMOST 28k petition signers, and they need.... THEY NEED.... 676 THOUSAND...
before February 2012.
Now, us smokers must unite. One day, I hope marijuana will be something the entire world is free to use. I don't care what biased people say, because usually they are biased for a stupid
reason. Some people hate it, because they've never tried it, and are blindly following whats "legal", well guess what, alcohol is legal, and I have lost more personal people in my life, to
alcohol, yet I know of no cases where someone has lost their life to Marijuana (unless, they didn't know what they were doing, car accidents, etc), but back to my main point. If you really
enjoy your herb, then you should hopefully feel moved to help those of your fellow man, who get arrested, scolded, and even put in jail because we CAN'T enjoy it freely. Remember what
I said in the beginning? It's DANGEROUS to even associate yourself with it, publicly. This, is downright WRONG.
Here is the problem. http://pufmm.com/volunteer.php requires you to PRINT and MAIL the petition. I know this is asking a lot, since most people simply "plan" to do it, which is all well
and good, but we NEED people to go THROUGH with submitting these petitions. If you don't take 5-10 minutes out of your life to help, then it will continue being an underground activity.
I believe in offering compensation, but I simply don't know how to appeal to anyones request, especially when I won't give out my name (given circumstances... sad, I know), so I feel
there isn't much I can offer, other than telling you how awesome you are, and how much more I would feel like our race has an actual chance to be motivated simply by the words of
another.
I would offer computer help, but thats difficult, I would offer tutoring academically, I would even offer to be the friends shoulder to cry on, because god knows I have definitely tried to do
my part in being a good human being.
I leave the choice to you. Click "back" in your browser is an option, bookmarking the post is an option, or even flaming me is an option (hopefully not), but the biggest difference YOU can
make, and the best option of all, would be taking 10 minutes out of your busy life, to help impact the millions of people who NEED your HELP!
Thanks again for reading this, and I am so sorry if this is a duplicate thread, or simply mis-posted. I am desperate, and as are the others who can't speak up, but I WELCOME comments. I
also ENCOURAGE EVERYONE to maybe post similar information here, maybe to advocate your own states petition. I promise, I will do what I can to support you all back, if you help
support your fellow humans. Now is the time to make your stand!
http://pufmm.com
Rgreene
works of art, and how you all (mostly) have generated incredible gardens and how everyone really seems to enjoy the science of it all.. well, maybe with certain motivational factors
considered
none the less, impressive. I came from California when I was young, very young, and have only heard stories about how amazing it is not having the man in your crevices because you enjoy one of Earth's most
popular herbs. I have heard rumors, about how people in California can walk down the street, card in pocket, and doobie in hand, enjoying life, the way YOU want it. I've even heard about
dispensaries, yes, only HEARD about them. It's pretty amazing how parts of the world work, but keep in mind, these are things a lot of Floridians, don't even know about. These are things,
that don't seem possible to us here. It must be nice to have our green friend on us, and know it's acceptable, and not a "disgrace against god".
Most of you know, Florida being the old folks capital, that it is simply something very risky to even associate yourself with.
My post is mainly directed to give people an an accurate idea of how is it in my situation, in Florida, under such stiff regulations, and under an insane fake blanket, that people see
Marijuana. I encourage you, yes YOU, to keep reading. I know you can already see I wrote a lot, and please, all I ask, is that you keep reading. I won't ask you to do anything more, until
you've dedicated 5 minutes (or 15 minutes, to you slow readers
to understanding my perspective.My father, a man who has had a clean record his whole life, and I mean clean, by not even having a speeding ticket, was recently busted for cultivation, and possession of Marijuana. He
was a man, who was a little confused in life, but was trying to find his peace. He was a Vietnam veteran from I believe 1968, to 1970. He was 17 when he got involved in the Army, and
obviously really young to be a Crew Chief, and never old enough to have to do the things those men have. I have lived, with a fully disabled PTSD veteran (which, is more horror than
most of you will ever know), who has always had to keep his mind in check, with medication, or his mind played war games on him. Imagine, the world NOT even knowing what PTSD is
(Post-Traumautic Stress Disorder) until around the mid 90's. Most I can say, was the world was very biased towards me, and life wasn't very well understood, by my mid-teen self. Many of
you i'm sure know abuse, and it's something hard to understand, when you realize the abuser really is just confused with why things happened, and the souls he has lingering. Most people,
don't understand what true 'demons' really are. I love my father, and I will miss him, but his life taught me a lot, a lot I will never forget. I'm only 21, and I will forever use my experience
with him to influence my decisions positively, I will forever use that experience to help others, and having the ability, to have war veterans confide in your abilities and to talk to you with
the "call of help" in their voices, is a pleasure I will NEVER take for granted. I rest happy knowing, that they can tell me their horror stories, and hear a response that makes them THINK, a
response that helps them consider other options and why things work the way they do. Also, most importantly, a response that tells them we are forever grateful, that they sacrificed their
sanity, and their lives in a way, to keep YOUR life free. I'm 21, and I DO NOT claim to be a saint, nor do I know everything (or anything, it's all relative
but I will forever respect and ponder how their hurt has helped us all. I respect our vets, and I have embraced their support, and I have Marijuana to thank, for keeping my father sane, before the Veterans
Administration (VA) could help him (well.. drugs didn't really HELP him, but they numbed him enough so he could focus a little better on life). Marijuana helped him be friendly, at peace
with life, and helped him "smell the life in the air" when he stepped outside onto the porch of his ranch.
Well, I didn't give you the full idea yet, of how he was busted. An 18 man SWAT team, bursted in, at around 9AM, slammed him down on the ground, with assault rifles, and took his
entire house apart. His first felony, was for possession of over 20g of our green friend, and the second felony, was cultivation. Guess what? He wasn't even growing, he simply had the HPS
lights, nute systems, and pottery. Ohhhhhhh, big deal right? Well, two felonies, kind of impact the rest of your life. Say goodbye to most jobs, and say goodbye to your privacy.
My story isn't so much directed towards gaining sympathy, I really don't care about that. The point here is, a life sharing. I want you to just put yourself in the ideas of my life, and please
understand the gravity in what I need you to.
Marijuana for me, has been something incredible... Not in the sense that I like to lounge and watch TV, any less than you all do =), but it has been something that I discovered only a few
years ago as a tool in my arsenal that I could focus it on anything I wanted. My college grades have never been higher (last semester, 3 A's and 1 B, and the B was a landslide), I can't get
enough of this herb. I would try to keep my stash stocked, because when I smoke, i'm able to keep my thoughts in my mind, but i'm also able to "talk" with myself, in a way I never
thought possible. Maybe most of the world doesn't know this, or maybe they do, but regardless, i'm not drinking alcohol anymore, and to me, that's something that clouds my mind;
something I don't need.
My bottom line, isn't to toss alcohol down. I do enjoy it, and it makes parties more fun (Liquid courage, hah, I don't care if I never met you, i'll say hi), but before I jump to the chase with
my intent of this overall post, my position stands within myself. I would rather smoke myself silly, smoke more, then smoke as much all over again right after, get "hungry, happy, and
sleepy", than take one shot, and have to be rushed to the hospital to have my stomach pumped. I don't know how many of you have been here, but an extreme hangover that lasts 3 days,
is not fun. My uncles loved to smoke, and it brought them down to earth. Unfortunately, they loved drinking even more. You could ask them how much they loved to smoke, and how
much it helped them to be entertained with their family. Oh wait, they're dead. Too bad for me that Alcohol was legal, and POT was not. Oh well.
Now, I must apologize. I hope none of you are too angry with this, or that i didn't rub off wrongly on anyone. I just needed to express my position a little, to hopefully gain your support.
This is the part, I am now, asking for your help. Listen to me, I am desperate. I am sick of the way power can situate itself within people, I mean, look around you? That is, in fact, why
everything works the way it does. I am desperate, and hopefully, I can speak on behalf of marijuana users in Florida, that we need the help here. Pufmm (People United For Medical
Marijuana) are rallying votes, and though this is nothing new to most of you, they (as of now) are at ALMOST 28k petition signers, and they need.... THEY NEED.... 676 THOUSAND...
before February 2012.
Now, us smokers must unite. One day, I hope marijuana will be something the entire world is free to use. I don't care what biased people say, because usually they are biased for a stupid
reason. Some people hate it, because they've never tried it, and are blindly following whats "legal", well guess what, alcohol is legal, and I have lost more personal people in my life, to
alcohol, yet I know of no cases where someone has lost their life to Marijuana (unless, they didn't know what they were doing, car accidents, etc), but back to my main point. If you really
enjoy your herb, then you should hopefully feel moved to help those of your fellow man, who get arrested, scolded, and even put in jail because we CAN'T enjoy it freely. Remember what
I said in the beginning? It's DANGEROUS to even associate yourself with it, publicly. This, is downright WRONG.
Here is the problem. http://pufmm.com/volunteer.php requires you to PRINT and MAIL the petition. I know this is asking a lot, since most people simply "plan" to do it, which is all well
and good, but we NEED people to go THROUGH with submitting these petitions. If you don't take 5-10 minutes out of your life to help, then it will continue being an underground activity.
I believe in offering compensation, but I simply don't know how to appeal to anyones request, especially when I won't give out my name (given circumstances... sad, I know), so I feel
there isn't much I can offer, other than telling you how awesome you are, and how much more I would feel like our race has an actual chance to be motivated simply by the words of
another.
I would offer computer help, but thats difficult, I would offer tutoring academically, I would even offer to be the friends shoulder to cry on, because god knows I have definitely tried to do
my part in being a good human being.
I leave the choice to you. Click "back" in your browser is an option, bookmarking the post is an option, or even flaming me is an option (hopefully not), but the biggest difference YOU can
make, and the best option of all, would be taking 10 minutes out of your busy life, to help impact the millions of people who NEED your HELP!
Thanks again for reading this, and I am so sorry if this is a duplicate thread, or simply mis-posted. I am desperate, and as are the others who can't speak up, but I WELCOME comments. I
also ENCOURAGE EVERYONE to maybe post similar information here, maybe to advocate your own states petition. I promise, I will do what I can to support you all back, if you help
support your fellow humans. Now is the time to make your stand!
http://pufmm.com
Rgreene