BestIKenster

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gosh I hope this isn't off topic

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research my friend..........research!

QUOTE (BestIKenster @ Feb 12 2008, 10:49 AM) unfortunately it's Sativa dominant. An OG bubba Kush,(indica) dominant knocks you on your ass. White Widow was the best 13 years ago!! http://www.weedtracker.com you continually think you know everything don't you?

unfortunately it's Sativa dominant. An OG bubba Kush,(indica) dominant knocks you on your ass. White Widow was the best 13 years ago!! http://www.weedtracker.com

Love won't see me comin' On a Sunday noon today Still don't believe we're fadin' But now the world should wait And now you're finally listenin' To what I have to say Well, the time is right And it is today Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Maybe we could talk about it And try to get it straight After all these years, baby Maybe it's too late But I really need to Have you by my side And that's the only feelin' Baby, I can't hide Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Well you aren't listenin' I ain't talkin' We ain't gettin' nowhere I keep tryin' to get through to you baby All you do is stare I don't wanna see that I need you by my side Well, I don't want to be your lover Babe, I wanna be your man Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, now my story's over, baby And I ain't gonna tell it twice Well, you better start listenin' Or get out of my life Or you're gonna be left out I said left out in the cold Yeah, before you get my lovin' Babe, you'll be too old Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, I'm talkin' to you baby Well, I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It was long after midnight When we got to unconditional love She said sure, my heart is boundless But don't push my limits too far I said if love was so transcendant I don't understand these boundaries She said just don't disappoint me - You know how complex women are I'll be around If you don't let me down Too far It was just before sunrise When we started on traditional roles She said sure I'll be your partner But don't make too many demands I said if love has these conditions I don't understand those songs you love She said this is not a love song This isn't fantasy-land I'll be around If you don't push me down Too far DON'T GO TOO FAR - The phosphorescent wave on a tropical sea Is a cold fire DON'T CROSS THE LINE - The pattern of moonlight on the bedroom floor Is a cold fire DON'T LET ME DOWN - The flame at the heart of a pawnbroker's diamond Is a cold fire DON'T BREAK THE SPELL - The look in your eyes as you head for the door Is a cold fire Love is blind if you are gentle Love can turn to a long, cold burn

I said I played this song so many times before That the melody keeps repeating Growing new ideas, flowing chords and notes Like a mountain river bleeding Well, I say as I look back at all the thoughts I've had They reflect just what I'm learning Yes, you know that the hardest part, yes, I say it is to stay on top On top of a world forever churning Well, you say you can laugh, but I can see that your eyes are glass Well, do you see, can't you see, what I'm feeling? Yes, I've seen your face before Why, I've seen it everywhere Showing up to me without a scent revealing Well, I said will it ever change? Will it stay the same? I'd surely like to know before it's over Well, I said I played some I said it won't be long Won't be long before I stop and play it over You know I've, I've seen your face before Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again? Oh, oh, I've, I've been in one place too long Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?

Well, I can see what you mean It just takes me longer And I can feel what you feel It just makes you stronger I know, I know, I know Oh, the feeling grows I see, I see, I see It's got to be You can take me for a little while You can take me, you can make me smile in the end Well, I can do what you do You just do it better And I can cry like you cry It just makes me sadder Well, I can shine like you shine It doesn't make me brighter But if I think like you think It don't make my load much lighter

hand over fist paper around the stone scissors cut the paper cut the paper to the bone hand over fist paper around the stone scissors cut the paper and the rock must stand alone I could disappear into the crowd but not if I keep my head in the clouds I could walk away so proud it's easy enough if you don't laugh too loud I thought I was okay alone wait for the postman and the telephone lost in a world of my own I thought I could run alone thought I could run through the night alone Hand over hand Doesn't seem so much Hand over hand Is the strength of the common touch you talk as we walk along you never imagined I could be so wrong humming your favorite song you know I've hated that song for so long how can we ever agree? like the rest of the world we grow farther apart I swear you don't listen to me holding my hand to my heart holding my fist to my racing heart Take a walk outside myself In some exotic land Greet a passing stranger Feel the strength in his hand Feel the world expand I feel my spirit resist But I open up my fist Lay hand over hand over Hand over fist

Just another hunter, like a wolf in the sun Just another junkie on a scoring run Just another victim of the things he has done Just another day - in the life of a loaded gun THE ODDS GET EVEN - You name the game THE ODDS GET EVEN - The stakes are the same YOU BET YOUR LIFE Just another winner, pours his life down the drain Just another island in a hurricane Just another loser, like a cat in the rain Just another day - in the path of a speeding train THE ODDS GET EVEN - You name the game THE ODDS GET EVEN - The stakes are the same YOU BET YOUR LIFE anarchist reactionary running-dog revisionist hindu muslim catholic creation/evolutionist rational romantic mystic cynical idealist minimal expressionist post-modern neo-symbolist armchair rocket scientist graffiti existentialist deconstruction primitive performance photo-realist be-bop or a one-drop or a hip-hop lite-pop-metallist gold adult contemporary urban country capitalist Just another gypsy with a plastic guitar Just another dancer with her eyes on the stars Just another dreamer who was going too far Just another drunk - at the wheel of a stolen car THE ODDS GET EVEN - You name the game THE ODDS GET EVEN - The stakes are the same YOU BET YOUR LIFE

He's a rebel and a runner He's a signal turning green He's a restless young romantic Wants to run the big machine He's got a problem with his poisons But you know he'll find a cure He's cleaning up his systems To keep his nature pure Learning to match the beat of the Old World man Learning to catch the heat of the Third World man He's got to make his own mistakes And learn to mend the mess he makes He's old enough to know what's right But young enough not to choose it He's noble enough to win the world But weak enough to lose it - He's a New World man... He's a radio receiver Tuned to factories and farms He's a writer and arranger And a young boy bearing arms He's got a problem with his power With weapons on patrol He's got to walk a fine line And keep his self-control Trying to save the day for the Old World man Trying to pave the way for the Third World man He's not concerned with yesterday He knows constant change is here today He's noble enough to know what's right But weak enough not to choose it He's wise enough to win the world But fool enough to lose it - He's a New World man...

The way out Is the way in The way out Is the way in... Out of touch With the weather and the wind direction With the sunrise And the phases of the moon Out of touch With life in the land of the loving With the living night And the darkness at high noon You can never break the chain There is never love without pain A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart Out of sync With the rhythm of my own reactions With the things that last And the things that come apart Out of sync With love in the land of the living A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart A healing hand, a secret touch on the heart There is never love without pain Life is a power that remains

Waiting for the winds of change To sweep the clouds away Waiting for the rainbow's end To cast its gold your way Countless ways You pass the days Waiting for someone to call And turn your world around Looking for an answer to The question you have found Looking for An open door You don't get something for nothing You don't get freedom for free You won't get wise With the sleep still in your eyes No matter what your dreams might be What you own is your own kingdom What you do is your own glory What you love is your own power What you live is your own story In your head is the answer Let it guide you along Let your heart be the anchor And the beat of your own song

I've stood upon my mountaintop and shouted at the sky walked above the pavement with my sense amplified - I get this feeling all my nerves are naked wires tender to the touch sometimes super-sensitive but who can care too much? - I get this feeling scars of pleasure scars of pain atmospheric changes make them sensitive again each emotional injury leaves behind its mark sometimes they come tumbling out like shadows in the dark - I get this feeling when I think about all I have seen and all I'll never see when I think about the people who have opened up to me - I get this feeling snow falls deep around my house and holds the winter light I've heard the lions hunting in the Serengeti night - I get this feeling forests turned to factories and river, sea, and sky hungry child in the desert and the flies that cloud her eyes - I get this feeling Pleasure leaves a fingerprint As surely as mortal pain In memories they resonate And echo back again

How many times Do we tire of all the little battles Threaten to call it quits Tempted to cut and run How many times Do we weather out the stormy evenings Long to slam the front door Drive away into the setting sun Keep going on till dawn How many times must another line be drawn We could be down and gone But we hold on How many times Do we chafe against the repetition Straining against a fate Measured out in coffee breaks How many times Do we swallow our ambition Long to give up the same old way Find another road to take Keep holding on so long 'Cause there's a chance that we might not be so wrong We could be down and gone But we hold on How many times Do we wonder if it's even worth it Theres got to be some other way Way to get me through the day Keep going on till dawn How many times must another line be drawn We could be down and gone But we hold on

history of the world part I

"I'm so glad we had this time together, just to have a laugh or sing a song seems we just get started and before ya' know it, comes the time we have to say soo long."

caddyshack porky's ferris beuhller's day off fast times star wars li'l rascals godzilla vs mekkagodzilla planet of the apes (special bias to that one) 2001

Like a million little doorways All the choices we made All the stages we passed through All the roles we played For so many different directions Our separate paths might have turned With every door that we opened Every bridge that we burned Somehow we find each other Through all that masquerade Somehow we found each other Somehow we have stayed In a state of grace I DON'T BELIEVE IN DESTINY OR THE GUIDING HAND OF FATE I DON'T BELIEVE IN FOREVER OR LOVE AS A MYSTICAL STATE I DON'T BELIEVE IN THE STARS OR THE PLANETS OR ANGELS WATCHING FROM ABOVE BUT I BELIEVE THERE'S A GHOST OF A CHANCE WE CAN FIND SOMEONE TO LOVE AND MAKE IT LAST Like a million little crossroads Through the backstreets of youth Each time we turn a new corner A tiny moment of truth So many different connections Our separate paths might have made With every door that we opened Every game we played Somehow we find each other Through all that masquerade Somehow we found each other Somehow we have stayed In a state of grace

I see the Middle Kingdom between Heaven and Earth Like the Chinese call the country of their birth We all figure that our homes are set above Other people than the ones we know and love In every place with a name They play the same territorial game Hiding behind the lines Sending up warning signs The whole wide world An endless universe Yet we keep looking through The eyeglass in reverse Don't feed the people But we feed the machines Can't really feel What international means In different circles We keep holding our ground Indifferent circles We keep spinning round and round We see so many tribes - overrun and undermined While their invaders dream of lands they've left behind Better people - better food - and better beer Why move around the world when Eden was so near? The bosses get talking so tough And if that wasn't evil enough We get the drunken and passionate pride Of the citizens along for the ride They shoot without shame In the name of a piece of dirt For a change of accent Or the colour of your shirt Better the pride that resides In a citizen of the world Than the pride that divides When a colourful rag is unfurled

A to B - Different degrees... So much style without substance So much stuff without style It's hard to recognize the real thing It comes along once in a while Like a rare and precious metal Beneath a ton of rock It takes some time and trouble To separate from the stock You sometimes have to listen to A lot of useless talk Shapes and forms Against the norms - Against the run of the mill Swimming against the stream Life in two dimensions Is a mass production scheme So much poison in power The principles get left out So much mind on the matter The spirit gets forgotten about Like a righteous inspiration Overlooked in haste Like a teardrop in the ocean A diamond in the waste Some world-views are spacious - And some are merely spaced Against the run of the mill Static as it seems We break the surface tension With our wild kinetic dreams Curves and lines - Of grand designs...