It was another universe. Looking back at this remote period i vaguely recall that quality often felt suspicious while other types of vilification just escaped my attention, starting with a consumption method which eventually became my favourite (it’s labelled as “Tokeu” on the left side):
This tool almost solved the issue of hot embers making tiny holes in my clothes, on top of keeping the smoke inside between 2 tokes. Those were days with no internet to compensate for a deficient environment where reality got scrambled by socio-toxic propaganda. How can i forget watching “Christiane F. – Wir kinder vom bahnhof zoo” at a rebate price, in a cinema of Montréal:
It was supposed to “educate” with Bowie’s “Heroes” song playing as the main theme…
Although at the time i had already tried hot knives many decades were actually needed to clear confused perceptions inherited from this epic era. Dry cannabis came much later and i hated having to deal with leaves, then it seemed i’d never enjoy noble molecules again after i quit in mid-2007. My discovery of vaporizers 3 years later was accidental - and a blessing initially…
My former hascish habit used to induce physical reactions which i thought to be psycho-somatic, the smell alone caused me to have a cold nose in pure anticipation, for example. So it felt most pleasing the day i “reclaimed” condensed honey from my HerbalAire unit, then evaluated QWISO: quite clearly there would be no going back!
Then i found out even vaporizers can become a vector of vilification too, by failing to address matters such as economical stress (each bowl required ~300 mg only to offer alternative pleasures like aroma/taste appreciation). Then boom! Some revelation hit me after i started to look through a USB microscope:
Trichome glands are a gift of mother nature, this is convenient packaging of valuable substances effectively filtered at an unbeatable cost after being collected on a molecular basis at the site of genesis… Why would i want to trash such treasure with not-so-noble vegetal substrate potentially infused with potential contaminants including pesticides?!
Compared to my reminescent memories of hascish i find dry flowers not submited to industrical processing invite a more respectful consumption method focussed on “The Shortest Path of Lesser Transformation”. My present consumption method has been adapted accordingly and i don’t regret the trade-offs considering the sense of freedom that was gained.
Once in a while i still like to evaluate hascish simply to enjoy its rich spectrum of tasty hints, though i now consider that’s a mix which belongs to a distinct lifestyle that no longer appeals to me the way it used to. YMMV i presume.
Good day, have fun!!