Philosophy: Living in the commune, I got in touch with my true purpose in life: providing happy smoke to sad people.
I grew up catholic in Maine Township, Illinois. My mom and dad were extremely strict: no parties, no girls, no fun. Art class was my only outlet and I was good at it, the only class I got A's in. In 8th grade a friend offered me a hit from his pipe in the locker room. Nervous, I took a toke and immediately decided to dedicate my life to my art. After high school, I enrolled in The Art Institute in California to improve my skills but mostly as a way out of my parents house. It was great for the first 2 years then it got hard, I tried my best but I got burnt out...lol. I decided to take a break and summer was right around the corner. Some friends were going to a hippy commune to smoke and hang out by a lake so I joined. Next thing I know, 3 years had gone by and I was loving life. Living in the commune, I got in touch with my true purpose in life: providing happy smoke to sad people.
After years in the commune, I decided to see the world. I went to Tibet where an herbalist monk named Wi Fu Mi took me under his wing and showed me the true and deep mind changing, body altering effects of weed. Wi Fu Mi taught me that anything wrong with your body can be cured with weed and meditation. Armed with this new knowledge, I aimlessly traveled the globe and spread the “seed”, until a friend introduced me to a film crew. At the time I didn't know how to do much of anything on a film production besides graphics and, of course, getting some killer weed for the crew. Luckily the production needed a graphic artist and the crew needed to “relax”. It was exciting being on set. I met some really cool people and best of all I can smoke weed all day long. In fact, I became the guy the crew went to for their troubles and I would prescribe them the weed that cures their ills, and that is what I call “High Art”.
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