Week 20: Flowering Week 3 – Lollipopping, Climate Control & Heavy Water Intake 🌸🌸 Relax! Hey, it's Week 20—Flowering Week 3 is officially underway! We are entering the final stretch of the stretch phase, and the canopy is looking dense, lush, and super active. The Screen of Green (ScrOG) net, which was installed at the start of Week 18, is doing an amazing job keeping everything level and evenly spread out across the tent. Environment & Climate Adjustment 🌡️💧 With the massive canopy and high transpiration, humidity started spiking. To keep the environment safe and prevent any mold risks in this critical phase, we installed a dedicated A/C unit with a dehumidification function. Day Temperatures: Ranging steadily between 21 °C and 27 °C. Relative Humidity: Kept under control between 54 % and 78 %. Plant Training & Maintenance ✂️ Lollipopping & Defoliation: This week, we performed a thorough lower-canopy trim (Lollipopping) in the main tent. Removing the weak lower growth ensures the plants divert 100% of their energy to the top sites. Combined with regular defoliation, airflow through the ScrOG net is top-tier. Canopy Height: Total plant height is sitting right around 1.40 m (including our 30–35 cm pots). Light Distance: The lights are dialed in at roughly 40 cm from the canopy. Strains Progress 🌿 High Society: Absolute monster growth! It has reached impressive height and filled its section of the ScrOG screen completely. Zupernova: Catching up nicely, building compact and dense bud sites across the screen. Side Tent (Mothers): In the neighboring tent, the two mother plants are chilling under reduced light, growing slowly and steadily at a manageable pace. Feeding & Watering 💧 Water consumption has surged massively this week—the plants are drinking non-stop! Total Volume: We are currently going through roughly 100 Liters of plain water per week, plus an additional 20 to 40 Liters (2–4 10L watering cans) mixed with nutrients. pH & Stability: After a short temporary fix with citric acid (which drifted up to pH 7.5 after settling), we are back to a rock-solid, stable setup using phosphoric acid to keep our water dialed in at a steady pH 6.5. Nutrient Mix: The flowering tents are receiving Hesi Bloom Complex, Root Complex, and SuperFit to keep up with the heavy demand during this key phase. Everything is primed for the buds to stack up over the coming weeks! Stay tuned and see you all next week! 🚀

1/14: This morning, I did a foliar application of big bloom and fulvic acid, then about 5 hours later I watered them with about a half-gallon of rainwater each and added armor si, humic acid, endoboost myco/tricho, liquid molasses, and a bunch of cal-mag. Today, I also I wired up and mounted my new samsung sun board strips (660nm/730nm) and my Solacure FlowerPower UVB fixture. I'm running the deep red/far red bud boosters a few hours per day right now, but will run them for the entire photoperiod once I start flowering them. I'll run the UVB for 4 * 15-minute sessions a day for the full flowering cycle, and if they don't protest too much I'll increase each session by 5 minutes and evaluate again. Some strains are more forgiving than others and I've got 5 different strains in this space...so really not sure much time I'll get away with exposing them to the deadly rays without damaging them too much...😈 Both "A" and "B" put on an inch overnight. Now that the soooperstunted mutant runt is acting like a normal plant, so henceforth I'll refer to her as "C." 1/15: I received one of the rapid led/growmau far red initiator pucks today. With the placement of my UVB light, I'm realizing I'll need another far red puck to have even and intense far red coverage, so I'm ordering another with Prime delivery and waiting to start flowering until I receive it. I sprayed them down really well with ph adjusted rainwater tonight to rinse off nutrient build-up from foliar applications. 1/16: I'm really excited to try flowering under 14/10. I grew photos indoors on an off for 15 years before I semi-retired. If I added up all the additional flowering time I could have done through the years if LED technology existed, I'd have had an extra truckload of bud to smoke. I did another application of Axiom Harpin a|b Proteins this evening, right before dark. I'm expecting a big growth burst this week, leading up to the flower stretch. I really need them to trigger under 14/10 within 4 or 5 days🙏 ...if not, I'll switch to 13/11 and wait a few more days🙏😟..if still no pistils are poppin, I'll go to 12/12 and chalk it up as bad luck or varietal indifference to Pr and Pfr manipulation. 1/17: I fed each of them about 3/4 gallon of full strength veg nutes. This will be the last. I'll go with half-strength veg and half-strength bloom for a week, then go with full strength bloom nutrients until I start flushing them in 6-8 weeks. 1/18: I installed the second far-red flowering initiator today and got all my timers configured for flowering: ========================================= timer#1 - power strip with qb's and red boosters 10:00am -12:00am timer#2 - (dual/independent setting) sideA- 3-way cube with uva bars 10am - 3pm 7pm - 11pm sideB- flowerpower uvb 1pm - 1:15pm 4pm - 4:15pm 7pm - 7:15pm 11pm - 11:15pm timer#3 - far red pucks 11:00pm - 12:15am timer#4 - sub-canopy tube 10am - 1pm 3pm - 6pm 8pm - 11pm ======================================== I also did some testing on the timers and sealed myself into the closet to check for any light leaks. All good.👌 1/19: Tonight is their first long night. It's ON!👍 I moved #3 into the tent with my DWC rig to veg a little longer. 1/20: I watered them today with about a half gallon each. I'm seeing calcium and magnesium deficiences here and there, so added some boomerang and heavy cal-mag-Fe along with liquid molasses, humic acid, and endoboost myco. I also foliar fed with big bloom and fulvic acid. #3 is still vegging in my SCROG tent with the #8 FFT DWC plant. She's coming along, but still not ready for prime time.. That's it for week 4-

Moved her into a new 80x80x160 tent two days ago and the 20 extra cm in height were necessary to accommodate the stretch. Her light has also been upgraded to 150 cm. I'm happy with the density of the bud sites and expecting a good yield.

Day 79, 28th of November 2020: If I say I was very excited to grow her then it is true. She is like a very sweet and adorable animal so quiet and no problem with her at all. You know what I mean..... No any issue she grows creating nice buds not big strech.... Totally perfect for begginners..... I am very happy about it. She was a great decision to be grown ;) Fertilization is still the same every second day with the rationand mixture above stated. The lamp is on 11.15 min and off 12.45 min. Last week was 15 min longer light cycle.... So every week 15 min shorter light cycle until the 5th week. So far -45 min. It switches on at 6 am and off at 17.15 pm.

From beginner to professional. Grow as God raised you and enjoy it!!! Looking. for harvest as soon she realise her potencial

This week was a busy one in the gardens! After a 7 day dry my harvest from last week was ready to come down! It did dry out a little quicker than I'd like, but still went in the jar around 57% and still smells really terpy and not like hay. I kept the humidity around 50-60% in the dry room however I didn't supplement humidity with a humidifier, i do have an ACI humidifier, but I didn't wanna run it in the summer and accidentally mold the crop! I just ran my dehumidifier at that setting so maybe it got a little dry in there! I trimmed all 5 plants in one day to prevent over drying in about 13 hours. I used a trim bin, trim brush by canna brush and a normal pair of springed shears. I'm curing in Mason jars now. I was able to move the plants in the tiny Mars Hydro Clone tent to my flowering tent. My Vivosun 4x8x6, under my HLG Blackbird at setting 1 to get adjusted. This week I'll get my par meter back from my grow bro and get a good reading. Im going to be transplanting these plants to their final containers as soon as I hit the local grow shop and grab a little more soil! After that I'll adjust the par for full veg and let them really rage! It feels good to finally get some space for them. My larger tent is way better equipped ventilation wise as well, I have 4 clip fans and my 8 inch exhaust fan in there. I currently have the tent sitting at 74-71°F and 56% Humidity. Ethos: Lilac Diesel #22 (x) Grandpa's Cookies #7- This Seedling has a decent internode spacing between it's branches and is keeping them mostly even with very little low stress training. I have been bending the top most branches to help the plant get a little bushier! It's leaves are very dark and doing a little clawing so I'm holding off on the Trinity by Roots Organic! It doesn't appear to bad! It's main stalk is very thick and reminds me of Raspberry Ripple #1! When it's in veg! I'm excited to see if this plant is one I'll keep around or not! I'm definitely hoping it's stretch in flower is containable in my shorter space! Raspberry Ripple Clones (#1 and #2)- The Number One Phenos are looking beefy already, one plant is starting to yellow just a little bit and looks like it could use a transplant here soon! Other than that these ladies are raging as usual. The higher ppfd has kept them really bushy and symmetrical. The Number 2s are still looking really healthy but are the smallest plants in the garden as usual! Finished Flowers (Raspberry Ripple #1 and #2)- This harvest definitely hits a lot harder than my last one! Having the microscope to really get a good look at my trichomes and pushing the plants and extra two weeks really made a big difference! Ripple #1- These buds are big and purple! Decently frosted! The leathery, black licorice smell Ripple #1 gives off, is really strong this round! The harvest weighed 7oz 25 grams, 6 oz and 16 grams of "A" Nugs, and 1 oz 9 grams of popcorn buds! Ripple #2- The Ripple #2 is a little less dense than the #1 but it is pretty frosty and smells like a mixture of yogurt and hazy weed. This harvest weighed 5 oz 20 g, 4 oz and 6 grams of decent sized nugs and 1 oz 13 grams of popcorn nugs. Giving me a total harvest of 13 oz and 17 grams, 10 oz and 20 grams of "A" nugs and 2 oz and 23 grams of popcorn nugs. In a 4 x 4. That pretty much sums up the harvest and this week! Thank you for checking out my growdiary! -Starfish

Info: Unfortunately, I had to find out that my account is used for fake pages in social media. I am only active here on growdiaries. I am not on facebook instagram twitter etc All accounts except this one are fake. Hi everyone :-) . This week she continued to develop very well 😊. It was poured twice with 1 l each time. She got training again (topping) and will get it a few more times so that she becomes a real bush :-). Otherwise everything was cleaned and checked. Have fun and stay healthy 🙏🏻 You can buy this Nutrients at : https://greenbuzzliquids.com/en/shop/ With the discount code: Made_in_Germany you get a discount of 15% on all products from an order value of 100 euros. You can buy this Strain at : https://sweetseeds.es/de/cream-caramel/ Type: Cream Caramel ☝️🏼 Genetics: Blue Black x Maple Leaf Indica x White Rhino 👍 Vega lamp: 2 x Todogrow Led Quantum Board 100 W 💡 Bloom Lamp : 2 x Todogrow Led Cxb 3590 COB 3500 K 205W 💡💡☝️🏼 Soil : Canna Coco Professional + ☝️🏼 Nutrients : Green Buzz Liquids : Organic Grow Liquid Organic Bloom Liquid Organic more PK More Roots Fast Buds Humic Acid Plus Growzyme Big Fruits Clean Fruits Cal / Mag Organic Ph - Pulver ☝️🏼🌱 Water: Osmosis water mixed with normal water (24 hours stale that the chlorine evaporates) to 0.2 EC. Add Cal / Mag to 0.4 Ec Ph with Organic Ph - to 5.8 .

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This girl is one chunky monkey glistening with all her frost shes packed on some weight and most hairs have turned orange still quite visible so will be feeding another week and then begin flush will get some better pics in week thanks for reading happy growing guys

After defoliating both Barbarian (=AK-47 x Barbara Bud) plants after week 11 they now develop more and amore flower clusters, since the light can penetrate deeper int the canopy now. The plants are producing trichomes like crazy, even the bigger sugar leaves are covered in them! VERY FROSTY PLANTS! The flower clusters clearly form colas now along all side branches and both plants fill up nicely. The smell is now strong and sweet with a clear peach aroma to it, it makes me smile every time I look into the tent. The plants love the Advanced Nutrients feeding schedule and are getting the recommended dose every watering.

Cannabis isn't just a plant; it's a test, and most people are failing it. You've been told weed is either medicine or menace, a spiritual gateway or a mind-numbing escape, sacred or sinful. But here's the truth: none of those labels touch the core of what this plant really is. Cannabis doesn't conform to your beliefs about it. It amplifies what's already within you, and that's what makes it dangerous. In ancient traditions, cannabis wasn't a way to pass the time. It was a portal—a tool of transformation—used only by those prepared to meet themselves fully, with no filters and no distractions. Shamans, mystics, and seekers used it to dissolve the ego, not decorate it. Today, however, the plant is everywhere. It's sold like candy, smoked like a trend, and worshipped like a lifestyle. What was once a ritual has become routine. The sacred has been turned into a spectacle. This isn't about whether weed is good or bad. It's about what it does to your soul. Long before cannabis was ever rolled into a joint or packaged for profit, it was a key—handled carefully, reverently, and only by those who understood what door they were opening. At the dawn of civilization, it was never seen as a recreational pastime. It was a sacred tool, aligned with the rhythms of spirit and used only within the context of ritual, fasting, prayer, and solitude. In ancient India, it was offered to Shiva, the god of destruction and transformation—the one who dissolves illusion so that truth can be born. His devotees, the sadhus, didn't smoke for fun. They smoked to die—at least, to the ego. The chillum wasn't an accessory; it was a sacrament. In Taoist alchemy, cannabis was blended with other herbs to refine energy, cultivate inner silence, and trigger visionary dreams. It wasn't used to numb the senses but to awaken subtle perception. Ancient texts describe it as a spirit ally—one capable of sharpening insight or disrupting chi, depending on the user's inner alignment. To the unprepared, it was not a gift. It was a test. Sufi mystics used hashish in ceremonies intended to dissolve the self into divine presence. Yet even among them, the plant remained controversial. Rumi warned against forms of intoxication that imitate awakening while leaving the soul untouched. The plant was revered only when it led to the annihilation of the ego, not the amplification of it. It had to be held like a sword: with respect, or it would cut the hand that held it. Among the Rastafari, cannabis is ganja—the herb of wisdom, the healing of the nations. But it is not merely smoked; it is prayed over. It is brought into reasoning sessions, where words and smoke rise together in a shared search for truth. It is a tool of communion, not escape. It is never separate from the liturgy. In those sacred circles, cannabis is not consumed to forget the world but to remember the divine within it. And yet, here we are. In the modern West, we've turned the sacrament into a souvenir. What once demanded preparation now demands nothing. You can buy weed in drive-throughs, light up between text messages, and scroll through endless content while floating in synthetic calm. The plant is the same, but the context has changed. Without ritual, cannabis loses its compass. When the ceremony disappears, all that's left is sensation. And sensation without direction becomes indulgence. What makes this dangerous isn't the plant itself. It's that we now engage with something once considered sacred as if it were entertainment. Cannabis doesn't offer consistency; it offers amplification. If you're grounded, it deepens you. If you're lost, it magnifies the maze. Most people don't realize they're walking into a temple with muddy feet and then wondering why they see only shadows. The truth is, the plant doesn't decide where it takes you. It holds up a mirror. That mirror reflects everything: your fears, your unresolved pain, your unspoken questions. It doesn't care about your vibe. It cares about your intention. That's why, in most traditions, the preparation was the real ritual. Fasting, chanting, silence, cleansing—all before the first inhale. Not because of superstition, but because they understood that the mind must be stable before it is expanded. Used with reverence, cannabis is not a drug. It's a door. But doors lead both ways. They open to light, but also to shadow. And the most dangerous illusion is believing you can handle both when you've prepared for neither. There's a reason so many people report anxiety, paranoia, or a strange sense of being watched when they smoke weed. Most chalk it up to a bad strain, the wrong dosage, or a chemical reaction. But what if it's not the weed at all? What if the plant is doing exactly what it was always meant to do—stripping away the noise, piercing through illusion, and revealing what's hiding underneath? Carl Jung called it the shadow: the buried aspects of the psyche that you've rejected, forgotten, or never dared to face. Not evil—just uncomfortable. Not malicious—just inconvenient. It's the grief you never processed, the anger you swallowed, and the truths you couldn't bear to confront. The plant doesn't generate these things. It reveals them. Like an amplifier, it doesn't create the music. It simply makes what's already playing louder. And for many people, what's playing is unresolved pain. This is the part of cannabis that nobody likes to talk about. Because it doesn't sell as well as relaxation, good vibes, or being chill. But ask any serious spiritual practitioner and they'll tell you: the path to awakening begins in the underworld. Not in visions, but in discomfort. Not in light, but in confrontation. And cannabis, when used consciously, can be one of the most effective tools for that process. But only if you're ready. Only if you're willing to see your own face without the mask. In mystical psychology, this moment of exposure is sacred. It's not a failure. It's an invitation. The anxiety that creeps in after a puff. The spiraling self-consciousness. The rising paranoia. These are not necessarily signs of malfunction. They are feedback. The system is responding to the shift. What's happening isn't that you're losing control. It's that your filters are breaking down. Your inner guard dogs are panicking because the ego's fortress is being breached. But modern culture isn't built to help you through that experience. There's no shaman. No elder. No circle. You're alone in your room, staring at the ceiling, heart racing, wondering why you feel like you're dissolving. And the truth is: you are. That's what the plant does. It dissolves the artificial. It burns away the performance. And if you're not prepared for that process, it can feel like a nightmare. Not because the plant is wrong, but because the encounter is real. Esoteric traditions understood this. If your internal world is chaotic, cannabis doesn't fix it. It turns up the volume. It invites everything to the surface. For healing to happen, it must. But if you run from that surfacing—if you numb it or distract yourself from it—the cycle repeats. Again and again. High after high. Until nothing feels sacred anymore. Only noisy. This is why cannabis, despite being natural, is not automatically safe. It doesn't distinguish between the ready and the unready. It doesn't decide who should see and who should sleep. It simply opens the curtain. What you do with what's behind it is up to you. And here lies the biggest misunderstanding of all: The belief that the plant is supposed to make you feel better. That's the lie. The truth is that it's supposed to make you see. The pain. The joy. The confusion. It's all information. It's your spirit saying: "Here. This. Look at this." But because we've been trained to fear discomfort, we label these moments as bad trips and walk away with nothing. No reflection. No learning. Just another story about how weed made us anxious. But cannabis doesn't make you anxious. It reveals the anxiety you were already carrying. It doesn't invent the discomfort—it exposes it. And that makes it one of the most honest substances you'll ever encounter. But honesty isn't always kind. Truth doesn't always feel good. And sometimes what it reflects isn't pretty. Yet perhaps it's exactly what you needed to see. One of the greatest spiritual traps is mistaking sensation for truth. And cannabis, more than almost any other plant, tempts us into that illusion. You light up. You feel open. Thoughts seem deeper. Music becomes richer. Synchronicities appear like hidden messages from the universe. Your journal fills with insights you'd never write sober. Everything feels meaningful. Mystical. Even transformative. But the real question is: does any of it actually transform you? The high itself can be seductive. It mimics transcendence. It mimics peace. But imitation is not integration. Feeling expanded is not the same as becoming whole. Cannabis can create the appearance of spiritual clarity without providing the foundation necessary to sustain it. And that's what makes it dangerous—not because it harms the body, but because it can convince the soul that it has already arrived. You begin to believe you've evolved simply because you've felt something profound. But depth is not measured by intensity. It's measured by what you bring back from the experience—and how you live once the feeling fades. Many regular users describe sudden breakthroughs: realizations about trauma, a sense of oneness with life, deep presence, heightened awareness. These experiences are real. The danger arises when those realizations remain suspended in the ether—unanchored and unapplied. They become what esoteric teachers call spiritual inflation: the expansion of the ego around the feeling of transformation without the work required to sustain it. This is what Hermetic and occult traditions sometimes refer to as the false light—experiences that appear enlightened but remain mental simulations. In Kabbalistic mysticism, it resembles the sphere of Hod: the brilliance of intellect divorced from grounded truth. It glows like gold, yet crumbles like ash. You think you've seen the light, when in reality you've only seen the mirror. Insight vs. Identity It's no coincidence that many long-term cannabis users begin to confuse insight with identity. They start wearing the experience rather than integrating it. They sound spiritual. They appear awakened. They quote philosophers and mystics. Yet their lives remain unchanged. Their patterns don't shift. Their relationships don't deepen. Their suffering doesn't dissolve. It simply becomes more poetic. The plant becomes a prop in a performance of progress. Osho once said, "Substances open doors that only silence should open." He wasn't denying their power. He was warning about their instability. A door forced open does not remain open. And the visions offered through altered states can distort reality when the mind is unprepared to receive them. The high can become a pedestal from which you look down on those who haven't seen what you've seen. But often, nothing has been seen clearly. It has only been felt intensely. The problem is not the insight. The problem is what you do with it. An experience, no matter how profound, means little if it never becomes action. A revelation is only valuable when it changes the way you live. Otherwise, the mirror remains just a mirror—and you leave exactly as you arrived. Cannabis can absolutely offer perspective, but unless that perspective becomes practice, it's just stimulation. If it doesn't shift how you show up in conflict, how you face your shadow, how you serve others, how you move through suffering, then it's a spiritual distraction dressed as awakening. And that's the danger. Not the plant. Not the smoke. But the story you tell yourself about what it all means. The high isn't the truth. It's a doorway. But if you stand in the doorway forever, thinking you've arrived, you never actually step into the room. You become addicted not to the substance, but to the illusion of progress. And that illusion is harder to detox from than any chemical dependency. This is why traditions with spiritual depth never worshipped the high. They used it to point to something deeper. They never glorified the vision. They asked what it demanded. Because real awakening isn't what happens on the plant. It's what happens after. It's in the silence that follows. In the choices that emerge. In the humility to realize that seeing something once doesn't mean you understand it. Cannabis offers access, not arrival. But the world doesn't need more access. It needs more anchors. More people who don't just visit the sacred but embody it. Who don't just feel the truth but live it. Cannabis doesn't just affect the mind. It touches the subtle body, the invisible architecture of your being that carries your thoughts, emotions, memories, and energetic imprints. You can't see it, but you can feel it. And when the plant interacts with that field, it doesn't ask for permission. It amplifies whatever is already there. That's why for some, it unlocks intuition, sensitivity, and a heightened sense of presence. For others, it unearths chaos. That chaos isn't random. It's the byproduct of energy that hasn't been cleared. Think of the subtle body as a musical instrument. When it's in tune, cannabis can act like a bow across a string, drawing out resonance, harmony, and even silence. But when that instrument is dusty, out of tune, or misaligned, all the plant does is amplify the noise. And in that noise, people often confuse stimulation for wisdom. You feel more, but you're not necessarily seeing more. You're just louder inside. And when the inner space is crowded, clarity becomes impossible. Traditions that understand this speak of energetic hygiene. It's not a mystical concept. It's spiritual hygiene, in the same way that showering is physical hygiene. Practices like fasting, breathwork, chanting, cold exposure, prayer, and silence aren't accessories. They're clearing rituals. They stabilize the field. They make sure that when you open the door with a plant like cannabis, you're not stepping into a room full of unresolved debris. In Reiki and other energetic healing practices, cannabis is sometimes described as a field disruptor. Not because it's harmful, but because it creates a surge in sensitivity. That surge can help you access subtle energies, but it can also leave you porous. Practitioners who aren't grounded often find their sessions become unstable or chaotic after using the plant. Sensations increase, but control decreases. The same is true in Kundalini work, where cannabis is known to awaken dormant energy before the body is ready to handle it. You feel open, electric, even euphoric, until you don't. Until you crash, spiral, or find yourself unable to ground the experience in any meaningful way. Amazonian shamans say that every plant opens, but every plant also tests. And cannabis is no exception. They believe that each plant carries a consciousness, a spirit, a frequency. And when that spirit enters you, it begins to communicate. Not in language, but in emotion, in memory, in energetic sensation. If you're not clean, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, that communication becomes scrambled. The plant becomes distorted by your own residue. And instead of clarity, you get confusion dressed in insight's clothing. This is why so many people feel drained, unfocused, or emotionally raw after heavy cannabis use. Not because the plant is inherently draining, but because they entered into it unprepared. No clearing, no containment, no reverence. It's like plugging a delicate instrument into a distorted amplifier with frayed wires. The result isn't music. It's noise. And the longer you're exposed to it, the more it wears down your sensitivity. Cannabis interacts with the energy body like fire, interacts with a dry forest. It spreads. It consumes. It brings light, but only if the space is clean. Otherwise, it just burns. Without grounding, without clarity, without intentional boundaries, what was meant to elevate can begin to fragment. You lose focus. You lose willpower. You start living in a fog that feels peaceful, but underneath is a dull kind of stagnation. And here's the subtle danger. You begin to call that fog calm. You begin to associate the dulling of sensation with healing. But healing isn't numbness. Healing is clarity. Healing is the return of power, not its suspension. And cannabis, when used without energetic awareness, can temporarily mask imbalance instead of resolving it. So the question becomes, is your system clean enough for clarity? Have you prepared your inner temple before you invite the plant in? Because cannabis doesn't clean the house. It just turns on the lights. What you see depends entirely on what was already there. Once upon a time, cannabis was only used when the soul was ready. Now, it's used because the week ends here. The shift didn't happen overnight. It was slow, subtle, and disguised as liberation. What used to be sacred became symbolic. What used to be intentional became impulsive. We went from smoke as spirit to smoke as content. And in the process, the plant didn't lose its power. We just lost our way of holding it. In Rastafarian tradition, cannabis wasn't something you did alone in your room to cope with stress. It was integrated into sacred reasoning sessions, ritual gatherings for philosophical and spiritual reflection. The smoke rose with the chants, with the prayers, with the heartbeat of drums. It was a communal ascent, not a personal escape. It wasn't about feeling good. It was about finding alignment with Jah, God, Source, the One. And if your heart wasn't clean, the herb would show you. It wasn't entertainment. It was an initiation. In the African diaspora, especially within Afro-Brazilian religions like Candomblé and Umbanda, cannabis wasn't always central, but the concept behind its use was. Every plant was seen as holding an axé, a spiritual frequency, a purpose, a vibration. To misuse a plant was to misuse its energy, and to do that was to invite imbalance. The ritual determined the effect. The ceremony created the container. Nothing sacred was taken without being earned. There was no casual consumption, only communion. But that's not what the modern world wanted. Ritual requires time, discipline, and humility. Ritual is inconvenient, and capitalism thrives on convenience. So, the plant was extracted from its cultural roots, sanitized for mass consumption, and rebranded as a lifestyle. Now it's wrapped in sleek packaging, endorsed by influencers, and sold with the same pitch as a wellness smoothie. This will make you feel better. No mention of shadow. No mention of mirrors. Just mood boards, pastel fonts, and a shallow nod to mindfulness. The sacred was commercialized. The ceremony was deleted. And cannabis became a product, not a portal. Now people light up while binge-watching shows that feed them more programming. They scroll while smoking, swiping through empty content designed to hijack their dopamine. There is no circle. No chant. No silence. Just stimulation on top of stimulation. And in that layered chaos, the plant becomes fog instead of fire. Numbness instead of clarity. Even the festivals that claim to be spiritual, burning incense, playing ecstatic music, and selling chakra stickers often reduce the plant to background noise. The ritual becomes a performance. The ceremony becomes a costume. And the true essence of the plant, the part that could transform, disrupt, awaken, is buried under layers of aesthetics. But cannabis has no interest in being aesthetic. Its spirit is old, wild, and unapologetically real. It doesn't care about your branding. It cares about your intention. And without a container, its energy spills. It flows into your distractions, into your anxieties, into your unchecked wounds. Without direction, it simply amplifies your current state. That's why some people feel inspired, and others feel stuck. Same plant, different vessel. So when we stripped away the ritual, we stripped away the structure that made the experience sacred. Without that, what's left is entertainment masked as healing. A mimicry of depth. A hollow echo of what once was holy. The plant has not changed. But the way we use it has. And until we reclaim the container, we'll keep wondering why the experience feels shallow, inconsistent, or even chaotic. It's not that cannabis lost its power. We just stopped preparing ourselves to receive it. The ritual was never a performance for the divine. It was a way to prepare you. To cleanse your mind, your energy, your heart. So when the plant opened the door, you walked through it with grace, not confusion. We didn't lose the sacred. We stopped recognizing it. The most dangerous lie is that intention alone is enough. If you mean well, the plant will guide you. But cannabis, like all true spiritual allies, doesn't operate on sentiment. It responds to energy, to readiness, to the clarity of your inner world, not your wishful thinking. Too many seekers approach it with curiosity, but no compass. They light up to feel better, to think deeper, to escape boredom or soften the edges of stress. But they forget that the plant doesn't give you peace. It reveals whether or not peace was already there. Used with discernment, cannabis can be a profound ally. It can help you detach from the noise of the ego, see your patterns more clearly, and soften the grip of your internal narratives. But the key is never the plant itself. The key is who you are when you meet it. Without structure, the experience becomes slippery. Without reflection, the insight evaporates. Without grounding, the openness turns to fragmentation. So how do you use the plant without being used by it? First, by understanding that cannabis should never be your first response. If you feel anxious, don't smoke. Sit with it. Ask it questions. If you're restless, don't escape. Move your body. Breathe deeply. Journal. Only when the body is settled, and the mind is clear can the plant act as a tool of refinement, rather than disruption. Before using, ask yourself, " What am I seeking? Clarity or comfort? Truth or temporary relief? Am I reaching for the plant out of alignment or avoidance? There's a massive difference between using cannabis to explore consciousness and using it to mute what consciousness is trying to tell you. One is sacred. The other is just another loop. The wisest traditions never relied on cannabis alone. It was always one element in a larger spiritual ecosystem. Fasting. Silence. Chanting. Prayer. Breathwork. Cleansing rituals. These were not unnecessary traditions. They were spiritual hygiene. They were the practices that helped prepare the vessel, clear the clutter, and tune the nervous system so that the plant could do its deeper work. Grounding practices matter. Smoke in silence. Sit on the earth. Stay off your phone. Turn off the background noise. Let the plant guide you inward, not outward. Write down what comes. Reflect. Integrate. Take what you learn and bring it into how you move. How you speak. How you love. That's where the real alchemy happens. Not in what you see, but in what you do with what you see. Cannabis without integration becomes a form of spiritual entertainment. You start chasing the feeling instead of doing the work. It becomes part of your identity. You begin to associate your depth with the plant, as if you cannot access wisdom without it. And that's the beginning of dependency. Not chemical, but existential. You forget that the plant is just a mirror. The depth was always within you. The cannabis just helped reveal it. The real journey begins when you can access that state without anything external. You are not meant to live inside the high. You're meant to bring what you found there back into your daily life. The insight is not the prize. The application is. The transformation is. Can you be kind without needing to feel euphoric? Can you stay present without chemical help? Can you walk through conflict, boredom, and routine and still remain awake? This is how you use the plant without losing yourself. By never letting it become your source of meaning. By returning to yourself as the center. The plant may open the door. But only you can walk the path. And if you're not walking, you're just circling. Feeling more. Learning nothing. You don't need more highs. You need more honesty. The kind of honesty that isn't always pleasant, but always real. The kind that strips away the glittering illusions and asks, is this helping me grow or just helping me hide? Cannabis was never meant to be used in isolation. Across cultures, lineages, and centuries, its spiritual use was almost always collective. Not because people couldn't access altered states on their own, but because those who understood the plant knew this. Without a container, power becomes unpredictable. And without community, insight turns to distortion. The plant might open you, but it's the circle that holds you. In the Rastafari tradition, cannabis is not smoked casually. It's part of reasoning sessions, gatherings where the herb is passed with reverence, accompanied by scripture, discussion, chanting, and the pursuit of divine truth. It's not about getting high. It's about getting aligned. Words are shared with weight. Silence is respected. Everyone becomes both student and teacher. Rollers rights, puff puff pass the herb moves clockwise, like time, like energy, like the sacred wheel of life. In that space, cannabis is not the focus. It is the bridge that bonds.

Spannabis 2025

So the symptoms in plant 1 have slowed down significantly, and she's gone back to swelling those buds! So I'm optimistic there! Plant 2, as many white pistils as she has (probably 40 or so % darkened, hard to see in pics) her trichomes say its time! For this plant anyway, i want this one to be mostly white, next one maybe 30% amber! As it sits, she's about 85 milky and the rest amber with a few clear stragglers. Not gonna fret because I have tried her, and she's good! A small branch off of 2 broke when moving 1 to flush her, so I trimmed it and set it on my pc to quick dry lol. 4.4 grams went on, 1.2 came off, and I rolled a fatty. It tasted good, which was fascinating to me, didn't taste like hay at all! And the high was phenomenal. So I'm gonna chop her up tonight! Plant 1 has a few weeks yet, I'm hoping they go smoother than the last couple lol. Until next time, happy growing farm-fam!

Photo/Video taken exactly a week from germination making solid length and progress for a week.

Chiedo scusa anche ad AMS per non essere stato presente nei diari ma anche questa settimana è stata piena di trasferte e ho lasciato a mia mamma il compito di dare da bere alle ragazze ma purtroppo come sempre devo stare attento perché è rimasta acqua nei sottovasi per una notte e spero che non abbia fatto danni….. Spero di riuscire a fare qualche foto e qualche video che caricherò poi appena avrò tempo Le piante sembrano stare bene e L odore che emettono inizia a farsi sentire pungente e questo mi fa felice 😀 Grazie per la comprensione e speriamo di finire presto con raccolto di qualità 😛

Day 70 Hairs are going brown now.... tricom head gettin cloudier ... harvest ir around the corner.. maybe 10 more days?? will check on tricoms every other day ... till 20% amber... the patience game has begun... no more feeding .. just water last pk boost was last wensday..

Hi guys Entering week 6 on the 4 strain fastbuds 420 auto tent Grown under the marshydro tsl2000. Major defoliation done yesterday and lollipopping. I no there autos and you shouldn't do this 🤣🤣🤣 never affectes them in my opinion. Few plants are in need of some calmag so I will give them some tomorrow. Some nice colors on the cherry cola 💜 ill keep you all updated.