Vee’s Inspiration April 20, 2024

I used to think 4/20 was a regular day, just a day like any other day until that day when the smoke from those seeds blew away.  And I looked at the young and old who all of a sudden got bold with their words of multiple meanings and paranoid scheming while their body scent smelt like that Bob Marley lament.  I thought 4/20 was a regular day till I saw their body sway to that beat that reverberated from their head to their feet.  Oh my goodness I wish I felt that heat that ignited their bodies and recreated that tribal feast where the mind was transformed into the eagle that soared to that 3 mile high that opened the proverbial 3rd eye which unlocked the secrets of our past that foreshadowed the future, our future.  But I refused to roll that seed that grows like a weed into the minds of our seed that becomes that next generation with no anchor to reality because they base their reality on the reality that was baked and vaped that comes sticky and icky the cool blue and that purple mesh too many cooks too many kitchens I understand why these young folks be inching with fingers on that metal not hearing the bars or even the beat, they end up behind bars or on the street.  I used to think 4/20 was a regular day until I unwrapped and let those seeds just blow away.

An ode to 4/20

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