GOT TRIM? Barter for Green Dragon Tincture. The Real Thing; 8 drops strong

THIS ESSAY IS FOR ILLUSTRATION PURPOSES ONLY.

NOT AN OFFER TO SELL OR PRODUCE.

Care Growers! Here’s an opportunity to turn ‘hash-grade’ trim into ancient medicine that also happens to be the world’s finest hangover remedy—and a powerfully therapeutic non-smoked option for patients. Flavor choices; peppermint, spearmint and lavender. Our lab can also create customized flavors, strength profiles and packaging.
ORDER VIA CRAIGSLIST: http://boulder.craigslist.org/com/4965714207.html

The Dragon Returns

Stealthy, slow-starting and long-lasting, green dragon cannabis tincture is a Dionysian remedy from a time before the Great Prohibition. This concentrated THC in a dark dropper vial connects us to our pharmacological past—ancient potions, forgotten remedies, salves, lotions, ointments, syrups and miraculous elixirs. Until the 1920's, cannabis tincture was available at every neighborhood pharmacy.  Then came the industrial age where hemp and cannabis were banned and demonized because they were a competitive threat.

The Truth Squirts

After nearly eighty years, prohibition-era propaganda has ‘successfully’ turned the world against cannabis. Entire populations are now under the impression that marijuana is just pot, a smoked party weed some folks call medicine; probably no better than alcohol.

That’s why this green dragon is so important. Since a good dose only takes a few drops, this extract looks and acts like ‘modern’ medicines—except it won’t kill careless patients!

High-value Medicine from Trim

This arrangement is an advocacy program that puts vials of Green Dragon XX (gdxx) into the hands of growers who will introduce their friends, family and clients to this ancient medicine. Yield from one pound of bone-dry trim ranges from 8-12 fluid ounces of ‘eight drops strong’ gdxx (see pic for current market value). Vials come with information wraps; history, applications and safe use.

Barter Split

We generally process in one-pound batches but can work with as little as 4 ounces. Our lab covers all expenses; alcohol, processing and packaging. The lab/grower split is 50-50 for the first five pounds processed and 40-60 for the second five pounds. After ten pounds our regular clients receive 80% of the yield on all processing.

Pick-up and Delivery

Let’s arrange to meet up somewhere between Boulder and Lafayette. Cost for pick-up and delivery in the Boulder/Denver area; 6 drams.

Reducing over-consumption of alcohol with potent cannabis tincture. Great for hangovers, too!

Potent green dragon tincture is an astonishingly effective medicine for a wide range of maladies, including migraines, anxiety, chronic pain, PMS and sleep disorders. A bigger story is about to break.


HEADLINE NEWS:  Dragon Drops Help Drinkers Drink Less


Green dragon XX cannabis tincture, a REVOLUTIONARY OLD MEDICINE is proving to be a lifesaver for people suffering from the effects of too much drink, including friends and family members who must endure the disease right along with the sufferer.

'Sensible' approach SAM president Kevin Sabet worries that adding cannabis to the mix in low income areas of DC will add to the problems they already have with alcohol. Here he is debating on CNN. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sjfFnY_J2S0&feature=youtu.be


QUESTION: What if the truth was precisely the opposite; what if super-potent cannabis tincture could actually help alcohol abusers back away from behavior that's ruining and ending their lives?


ANSWER: The war would be over and you, Mr. Sabet would be looking for a new mission.


TRUE STORY FROM THE FRONT LINES
Late one afternoon, a young man celebrating his 21st drops by a grow house in Rhode Island with a fifth of rum.  An infamous trouble maker and aggressive drunk, he’s well underway with a loud promise to polish off the bottle by midnight.

He’s there to buy weed from one of several black-market growers who’ve gathered to sample the latest batch from the tincture guy. They supply him with trim and grain alcohol, and he brews up some potent cannabis extracts, minus his fee in vials. He listens and learns from his lab bench while they dose and talk cannabis .

The arrival of the loud dude interrupts a chat about using edibles and extracts for ADHD instead of ‘modern’ meds. The old medicine maker sets down his glasses and swivels away from his well-lit filling station holding up a tiny amber dram vial.

“For your birthday, my friend! Two hundred drops of liquid weed, made with pure alcohol. Green dragon double X; eight drops strong.”

He aims the vial at the bottle; “To party with the dragon, just dose that with this.”

The big guy loves the idea, and from then on, every shot gets drops. Ninety minutes later the rabble rouser is still there and smiling up from the couch.

 “Wow…whoa…I had no idea…this shit is real medicine, huh?”

He drank a lot less that night, had just as much fun, and woke up feeling fine.

Top Ten Cannabis Truth Searches

1. Run from the Cure
2. Sir William Osler
3. Lester Grinspoon
4. Cheryl Shuman
5. Shona Banda
6. Mykayla
7. Cash Hyde
8. David Triplett
9. Charlotte’s Web
10. US Govt patent # 6,630,507

In the waning years of prohibition...

As Lee Fang’s article int The Nation (Guess Who’s Profiting from Pot Prohibition?/July 21) describes, cannabis legalization poses a clear and present danger to entrenched, last-century corporations ‘who’ grew up under assumption like they were special and cannabis would forever be contained as a competitive threat. Big government seems no less stunned by the quickening pace of liberty, and by their inability to control the message in the age of the internet.

To be sure, restoring the right of Americans to choose something other than pills, butts and booze is going to hit those industries hard, particularly because THC is proving to be a safe and effective drug for treating pill and alcohol dependency. As tincture and oil, cannabis is quietly working wonders across a wide range of ailments, including seizures, migraines, Crohn’s, fibromyalgia, chemo relief, ADHD, PTSD, and even cancer.

Don’t believe it? Search Mykayla, Charlotte Paige, Shona Banda, or think about the sort of leaders who would let billions suffer while quietly placing bets on medicinal uses. In 2003 Health and Human Services filed patent # 6,630,507 entitled, Cannabinoids as Antioxidants and Neuroprotectants). What say you, SAM?

When Americans wake up and see what cannabis really is and what it can do for their families, they’ll rise up and demand the quick restoration of rights they barely knew were missing.

Cash Hyde's story should be enough to end the war

Cash Hyde. Pioneering cannabis patient who steeled the resolve of medicinal rights advocates, and gave hope to patients online all over the world.  Dead at 4.

It was brain cancer.  Radiation worked against the tumor, but it might have killed him if his father hadn’t been able to sneak cannabis oil into his two-year-old’s feeding tube. Cannabis helped Cash pulled through once, but the cancer returned.  He died this week in the arms of his brave, heartbroken parents.  

A crowning example of the power of anti-pot propaganda is that his doctors were okay with treatments that are deadly by design, like chemo, but wouldn’t even discuss the use of cannabis, a nontoxic medicinal flower that has never killed anyone.  Ever.

The Feds treated the Hydes like criminals, and the state of Montana shut down the dispensaries. Cash was forced to go without his healing medicine while his parents scrambled to find other ways to get it for him.    

The cruelty!  The insanity!  The healing power of cannabis. All revealed in the very brief life of this little boy.  

Wake up America!  Cancer research groups have been sitting on the good news since the seventies, and in 2003 your own government filed a patent on the medicinal effectiveness of the flower (#6,630,507, entitled Cannabinoids as antioxidants and neuroprotectants).  

 Look it up.  It’s true.  Ask Obama; he knows.

Cannabis is not rising in the polls and being legalized outright because we’ve finally given into the demands of stoners.  It’s not dope.  It's medicine.  For Cashy Hyde it was life-giving, and his story is all the President should need to make history and end the war.

Disaster movie scene featuring cannabis

As Sandy pounded my home office in Southern New Hampshire this week, I was imagining how cannabis might play in a disaster movie.  

Disasters happen, and shit like what Sandy did to the East coast is happening all over the world and with increasing frequency.  In fact, for a time last week The Hurricane Story competed for media attention with news of a huge quake in Canada, and the tsunami scare in Hawaii that followed.  No doubt about it; we are in the midst of a perfect storm that we ourselves have helped to create: 

High-pressure environmental abuse of the industrial revolution meets geologic cycle from hell.  Killer storms, tornadoes, massive quakes and tsunamis, heat waves, droughts, plagues, extinctions…and cooperation.

Imagine the scene.

It's late at night. The city is in ruins. Out of the debris a community of survivors emerges with that spirit of cooperation we call upon when the pain is shared: it comes on fast in the wake of crushed and broken fellow citizens--all in deep shock from seeing how quickly, how easily the earth can wipe away what we spend lifetimes and countless resources building up.  

In this scene communications are down. Relief boats and planes are not on the way. These survivors are on their own, many in desperate need of pain relief, medicinal compresses, stress relief, sleep… What can they do?  Empty the drug stores?  Sure, but how sustainable is that?

One of the leaders jumps up on the hood of a crumpled Dodge, barking orders in the soft somber rain:

Listen up!  Raid the liquor stores and gather all the dry weed you can.  We’ll meet by the blackened Exxon sign…there’s a wholesale bakery nearby with a generator we can use…No; it’s not a party.  We’re gonna make some serious medicine…

The liquor people finally arrive pushing shopping carts brimming with high-proof spirits.  With so much damage on the shelves the order took awhile to fill.  Being a progressive city, the weed gatherers had an easier time of it—finding dry green aplenty in the ruins of local dispensaries.  Some are rolling and filling pipes for people who find relief with that, while the rest crumble the majority of their haul onto sheet pans for baking.  

Outside under a tarp the organizers have set up a massive cauldron worthy of a Far Side toon.  The lightly baked green from the oven area is brought outside and added to the vat of simmering alcohol.[1]   

One of the organizers explains the process to an inquisitive new arrival;

Heating the weed a bit first is called decarboxilation—decarb—it releases the active components.  Boiling in alcohol is the extraction step.  After thirty minutes or so we’ll strain it and then start to boil it down—all the way down to a sticky paste by the time we’re done…

After it's strained, people line up to begin taking a share of the non-toxic elixir. The first ones to fill their dropper bottles and canning jars will get the weakest medicine.  Like a maple syrup boil, the mixture darkens and thickens as the liquid is reduced.  And very much like maple syrup, the color changes are sweet.  

After an hour or so the bubbling cauldron is yielding Green Dragon tincture, a Dionysian remedy from an ancient time (solid dose; 10-15 drops).  When the alcohol has been completely evaporated, the resulting emerald green paste/oil/tar (possibly the stickiest stuff on the planet) can be dabbed onto a cracker, toked for fast relief, or reconstituted with honey or syrup for use in drinks and cooking. 

That first day of making cannabis medicine goes well, and people continue to arrive with donations of edibles, spirits and weed for processing.  The day after the first awful night is behind them. In the dim light of the fading sun on the second day away from the event that changed everything forever, thousands of people are suffering less because of a medicine they made together as a community while they waited for word from the outside world...

In the future, disaster relief, when help isn't coming, may take a village and depend on cannabis.  That's just a theory, of course.  But the scene would look pretty good on film.


Related article: Lights, Camera, Cannabis!

http://cannabisrising.blogspot.com/2012/07/lights-camera-cannabis.html

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[1] Alcohol of course is flammable.  The vat is outside on the loading dock to avoid build-up of fumes.  So as not to add to the fires ravaging their city, assume the medicine makers can heat this vessel electrically or with rocks heated in a street bonfire.