The Last
Free Thoughts

I'll speak openly about it. I was never really an internet fan. It's ironic, cause at one point in my career technology and the like was my entire job… but searching the net, or surfing, whatever, that shit was never my deal. I can say my internet footprint so to speak would be a couple of social media sites, probably a few dating sites when that was the rage circa 2013, my google search history, which is largely tied to medical misadventures or queries regarding the other free thoughts that arrive to me (none of them including dead bodies or how to's for utility) and of course, biological functions. Yes, I have seen porn. We all have. And its what this whole internet was created for but y'all went way off track making Terminator. Anyways the internet was for porn. So I kept my footprint small. I used the internet for what it was created for. So I'm a leg up on y'all cause I been doing it.

But for y'all — now that the AI is here — y'all gotta mix it up. Ya never thought to realize that all of your internet stuff is readily available for anyone to view at any time they choose — and that's even easier now with the AI. So I'ma tell us what the first rule is of living in this Surveillance State is: Keep The Watchers Guessing, or at least entertained. They know YOU by what your internet history tells them you are — so do the opposite. Ya like one thing and definitely hate the other — search em equally. Make the watcher flip that coin.

And if ya can't stomach the equal treatment of content searches under Rule 1, okay, okay….then at least throw in some other dandies. Cause truth is sometimes, we know exactly what we're laughing at. And other times, we're laughing, and got no idea what's so funny. Same principles apply to the Watcher. Cause it's all out there, and they know how to take us. Its just harder to do that if their sides, and yours, are splitting.

The Iran War is having a much larger impact on our lives than we may realize. It hits us in other places other than the price at the pump. According to one Malaysian based Condom Company, the inability to get necessary materials through the Strait of Hormuz is going to result in marked price increases. 20-30% increase for these penis rain jackets.

Its gonna get rough. We're gonna need more penicillin than we got.

I'm happy you've arrived to read The Last Free Thoughts. These really are exactly what the title indicates. There may be typos riddled in the posts, but unlike my texts, the message here is still readable. But You're Here, and I'm grateful for that. And, yes, you are special. How do I know that? You're reading this. Even if you weren't reading this, I'd still know you were special.

But let's cut to brass tacks —— you're not THAT special. Cause…..You're here……if you were THAT special…….like really, THAT special….you'd probably have been killed or vanished under mysterious circumstances. Like one of 11-14 scientists at the moment….what we do know is sad….but truth is they were obviously very, very special.

You…and me…..we ain't THAT special….and I'll be grateful for that.

I gotta tell ya, I was hospitalized last August. It was bad. ALL of the bad. I was shitting blood. And I didn't have an appetite in the slightest. I mean, I couldn't even eat a Whopper Jr. And that shit was my GO TO.

Anyways, I went to the hospital. The long of the short of it — they diagnosed me with Ulcerative Colitis. And a bad case of it too… stage 3 mayo whatever the fuck that means… I'm not asking for Hellman's as a cure all yet… Anyways, bad shit and terrible. For anyone with it, or with Crohn's or the likes, I feel ya and hear ya. You're not alone.

But let's cut to it here right —— the issue here was the shit. My shit. But why in the world do they gotta make ya piss out ya ass to find out what's wrong with your shit? Just seems……odd…………

But here's the deal, we all gotta do it. Get the scope. Just my first one….. It was one experience.

They didn't knock me out like they usually do. They just anesthetized using a fuck ton of fentanyl —— an acceptable medical use I'd say —— but so, I wasn't asleep. I remember the beginning of it, and I remember the end. Nothing in between, but I was awake. They said I was too inflamed — which, yea, bad —— but they also said I was screaming and crying in pain.

And all I can think now is… what did I say? Did I say anything incriminating??? I mean, I don't think of myself as a criminal nor act like one. But what did I say? God only knows. That's not a true statement. The doctors know………ahhhhhh shit……the fuckin docs know what I said. And ain't a single one of them has told me yet……

DARE was a very misguided program, and as a man with MS and other Autoimmune Conditions, it is clear as day to me that marijuana is medicine. But let's dive a little deeper into why I think that not only is this plant a miracle medicine, but that we're actually supposed to smoke it. And not just smoke it. We're supposed to smoke A LOT of it.

I ain't a doctor, so don't take this as medical advice. I just document the thoughts as they come.

So let's start with a basic fact that is well known — the endocannabinoid system in the body is there — so obviously it's got a function that maybe we don't have quite a clear understanding on yet. But here's the deal — we got the system — we probably are supposed to use it. So we have this system and it's real. And furthermore Susan, there's endocannabinoid receptors on every organ in the human body. (This is your cue to yes, smoke two joints in the morning, PLEASEEEEEE.) Liver, spleen, kidneys, eyeballs, skin — you name it, it's got 'em.

My theory is that the cannabis we use is meant to help the endocannabinoid system regulate whatever signals the body is receiving from the ether that we live in. In this vein, the endocannabinoid receptors on these organs act as a node to receive ethereal information — but as we know, the world is chaotic as hell. We're probably overloading every sensor in our bodies with everything we do on a daily basis. And if that's the case, then the cannabis acts to calm those sensors. It prevents the sensory overload that happens to us on that daily grind, while allowing us to more calmly focus on issues that are perhaps more important.

Now, it is important to note that the dosage of cannabis is important here — and in another post I will likely dive into some theories about how MUCH we should actually smoke, but for now let's just say I'm definitely certain we're supposed to be using this drug. More importantly though, it allows you to feel what you need to from the Ether, versus all of the ether. That narrowing — the ability to feel what you need to and not be overwhelmed by the VOLUME of all of it — is what allows you to see what is real, and what is not.

And what is real is that we are one….and if not one, then none.