I used it for medical purposes, now I'm again in excruciating pain, sometimes not even being able to get the f*** up from the bed thanks to prohibition, courts.. And after this videos, WTF!? Stop the prohibition!! Fully legalize it!! one word Flat *most kick-ass cops ever!
*Ohww, I imagine my mom just trying, it would be life changing..
..vivemos uma distopia quando poderiamos viver uma utopia e o apocalipse não vai chegar.. ..o alocAPipse já chegou e é esta distopia que nos forçamos viver.. ..como naquelas alturas.. ..aquelas quando não queremos ir, mas acabamos por nos dar de conta que já lá estamos! Chamemos-lhe contradições possíveis, mas é claro que nada passa de ilusão.. Puft..
The Ultimate History Lesson..*
*check the videos description on YouTube for links to more information..
23 April 2015
22 April 2015
21 April 2015
I would definitely love to go in the expedition.. This is a fake society, money, system, the invisible prisons they force us, fake astronauts, fake moon and space trips.. the elite.. x_D
19 April 2015
Notícias ao Minuto - Parlamento Debate Clubes de Consumo de Canabis Grupo Parlamentar - Legaliza o cultivo de canábis para consumo pessoal e cria o enquadramento legal para os clubes sociais de canábis Grupo Parlamentar - Legalização da canábis: "Proibicionismo é a política dos traficantes" "Grupo Parlamentar - A manutenção do proibicionismo é um favor que fazem aos traficantes"
16 April 2015
El = Elite
dx = doces em excesso
dg = Digestão
façam as contas x_D
O problema da Elite é que julgam sermos todos acéfalos como eles, Não! Virarem amigos, familiares, a população no geral uns contra os outros? "Dividir e Conquistar"? hãn? São espertos, são, como o excremento que defeco quando como doces em excesso, laranja viscoso e mal cheiroso, o mesmo que só depois de se decompor pode voltar à Terra e servir de alimento.. Pensam que controlam o físico a acreditar que o espírito está domado para os vossos fins sombrios, enganam-se, perderam a guerra quando subestimaram os Deuses, espíritos, energias.. São noBITas e não há gato cósmico que os salve!! (Há há há.. mira mira las flores..)
Já que o Ministério Público gozou quando afirmei que a CANABIS CURA O CANCRO!.. » Federal Government Unwittingly Admits Cannabis Kills Cancer « "Potential Side Effects of Medical Cannabis According to Dr. Gedde, the main side effect you need to watch out for is the psychoactivity of THC, i.e. its ability to make you “high.” However, she also stresses that THC actually has many valuable medical benefits, so depending on your problem, you may want higher or lower levels of THC. For example, in patients who suffer with severe pain, where the perception of pain causes great distress, the psychoactivity of THC allows the patient to shift their perception of the pain in their mind and body." » Cannabis for treatment of epilepsy and more - Waking Times (acabado de adicionar) « » The Science of Cannabis as a Cancer Cure <- Need I "say" more?? « » Study Finds Cannabis Increases Your IQ (..lembrete para M.P. e Infarmed..)<= more links?! « » How Cannabis oil Kills Cancer .. «
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Earth emergency exits??
Pois é, onde estão as saídas de emergência da Terra? Onde??
Novamente, é favor abrir os olhos e ver o que se passa a volta!! Agradecido..
"funy dance" (só para descontrair um bocado)
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The Hacker Manifesto
The following was written shortly after my arrest... (+++The Mentor+++)
\/\The Conscience of a Hacker/\/
Written on January 8, 1986
Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers.
"Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal",
"Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...
Damn kids. They're all alike.
But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain,
ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made
him tick,what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?
I am a hacker, enter my world... Mine is a world that begins with school...
I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth
time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work.
I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool.
It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up.
Not because it doesn't like me... Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass... Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through
the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is
sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to
them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... We've been spoon-fed baby food at school
when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through
were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or ignored
by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils,
but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the
beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying
for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and
you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek
after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color,
without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals.
You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us
and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal.
My crime is that of curiosity.
My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like.
My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto.
You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.