Don't know if this is the right place for a smoke report but here goes. 3lbs wrote:
Well, here's the fictionalized account provided by a close friend and an obviously faked photo of which we speak....
I have to say at the outset I was full of excitement and expectation. After all, my grows of the last 2 years had been disastrous, and so I had been reduced to buying in. Not such a bad thing, but there's nothing quite like your own home-grown, even if, in some respects, outsourced herb is stonger or whatever. I'd taken the plants from seed, fed them, watered them, shielded them from too much sun, and rescued them when it unexpectedly rained, hidden them from unwanted eyes... I def get into a relationship with my plants and the first smoke is a bit like making love with someone for the first time

I'd also planted this on a very casual basis, watching it sprout with some surprise (the seed did not look promising), watching it grow into a weedy-looking excuse with absolutely no smell... but I persevered, what the hell, and slowly but surely came to realize that I might just have something special on my hands. Posts to the Lyc forum suggested this might well be the case (thanks everyone!).
In the last few weeks it began to put out a fruity smell when rubbed and I could begin to see crystal-sign. Take a look at the pic.
After hanging the plant in a drying room for 3 weeks the main branch stems were snappable, so it was time. The weed was very sticky, so the way to go was the grinder, which I tend to use these days anyway. Again, the weed gave off a very delicious sweet strong fruity smell, with some interesting undertones, somewhat piney in a resinous sense.
Some time ago I'd bought my first bong, which I'm inordinately fond of, and knew I should use it only for special occasions. Thus, I loaded it up with the weed, provided myself with some redfruits juice (which also went in the bong) and was ready to go.
I waited until night and made myself comfortable on the terrace overlooking the valley, under the stars. The night was warm and friendly.
Roughly at midnight, I raised the chalice to the stars, made my salutations to whatever, and torched it...
...and as the Chinese say, Ho Lee Fuk....
Everything went ultra quiet, my body was totally relaxed, there was no appreciable body load, and my, by now, completely clear mind seemed to extend to the horizon. And then I began to rise up into it, as the visual field began to gently sparkle and wave. A sense of immense relief and satisfaction filled me. Oh Maria! Sacred wonderful amazing friendly Maria! I was in that fantastic borderland between being high and tripping! And the even more wonderful thing was, there was edge whatsoever. I was ten times higher than a kite and it was smoother than ice-cream. Yay!
I then began to notice a marked cyclic effect. I'd go off into remarkable thoughts and insights, ranging from personal issues which I seemed to be able to see more calmly and with a sense of humour, as well as thoughts of a philosophical bent to do with life, the universe, and everything. I was completely immersed in them, and then, like coming up for air, I'd rise out of it and find myself clear and free in the night again (the stars, need I say, were awesome?). I experimented with engaging with thought, no prob, and simply resting in amazement, no prob either.
It was about then that I realized something. Something very very good.
I'd only had one toke

Was this the fabled one-puff that I'd always dreamed about? It seemed so. But of course, a second and third puff followed. Oh my god, this is incredible stuff! I simply couldn't believe the strength of this. I know I was primed that it could well be good, but then again, I recalled my lessons to simply let it be whatever it was. For the first time in ages I was having CEVs, but unlike the usual, for me, kaleidoscopic patterning, I was seeing well-defined and beautiful landscapes which smoothly sigued into the next one. OEVs were gentle, with a general waving and undulating of the ground and walls, but overlaid with a semitransparent purplish-greenish moving layer. Something like SD but far more subtle.
The taste was fantastic. It had dried well, and there was no harshness. The fruity smell carried over into the taste, especially on the front of my tongue, but there was a tantalising later taste on the back of my tongue which was the piney-resin thing referred to earlier. It didn't last long, and was tantalising as it had a now-it's-here, now-it-isn't quality to it.
I decided to try walking about, no prob, and my bod was fully operational, I even felt energetic. I went into the house, made some tea, chatted to my partner, and did all the usual things.
And this is when I began to realize the vast peculiarity of this herb; despite being completely off my head, this in no way whatsoever interfered with doing whatever I wanted to do in practical terms. I could operate the world as normal, there was no weirdness or self-consciousness, it was as if I was competely straight, and yet as soon as I finished any mundane task I could lean back and whooom! Out with the fairies again. How strange!
I've certainly been able to do this kind of thing on mild weed, but never on a very strong weed like this. In fact, I didn't think I'd even heard of such a thing. Yet a vague memory returned. I seemed to recall reading in CaƱamo, a herb mag, that some Brasilian strains had this effect. Could this then be the answer to puzzle which I would metaphorically give my right gonad to answer: where did this weed come from ?!
I returned to the terrace and the night and the effect simply lasted for ever. After around 3 hours of this ordinary fatigue took over. I went to bed still as high as ever. Going to sleep was an infinitely gentle and easy descent into warmth and comfort.
The next day I felt great in general, altho I did have mild tension in the head, top right. Subsequently, this didn't re-occur.
Later analysis proved that the envelope of this herb was practically instant blast off, and thence straight into space, no messing.
Ah! What a true delight and wonder good Maria is!
Since then I've decided to keep to a lean/no smoking schedule, saving my receptors for this goddess among herbs
