"An open letter to my friend Ganja"

Dear Ganja

As you know, I know you since I was sixteen and now you’re an important part of my life and my senses. Being with you is awesome and I have some things to tell you.

First, I love you. Your perfect and bright color makes me feel white and black sensations and since you’re green you make me green, a high green. I know you’re not so good for me but since I know you something in my life has changed. Music is not the same, literature is a great new world, and movies teach me facts about life.

Oh lovely Reefer, you were the best. However, every time I see your leaves, seeds and pistils I dream of smoking every little piece of you, watching the precious and smooth smoke that emanates from your beautiful body. And when I do it, Oh dear Lord I feel every cell in my body in communion with the whole universe. I can understand everything that my now-perfect-senses perceive. I’m an Übermensch.

I have to be honest with you and one of the most important things I have to be grateful for is the fact that having a ménage à trois with you and any other girl is the best thing in this universe: our bodies are only one, we feel every drop of sweat going down on our chest, belly and legs. We make the belly button dance while our organs and cells are in harmony. I simply love it. I love you.

Everything has been just perfect, I ate you, I smoked you and I sniffed you. I love you. However, as we all know everything has its end. Last week I cheated on you. I knew someone who gave me a great time. I don’t know how it happened and it was so quick that when I realize that was being unfaithful, I notice I was in an unlimited ecstasy. Sorry, but she is better than you: she is cheaper, smaller and has a better shape. Her Autobot face makes me fall in love.

Ganja I’m breaking off with you although I love you.

I’m sorry.

The Real Gusmag