Mark Stouffer posted on January 13, 2010 10:36
on two sheets of auto-dispensed bathroom paper towels, the following:
Dear Card Carriers,
I write to you as the soul you’ve long left behind.
You prance around and flaunt your gov. issued license, not knowing they are merely a brand, like ranchers to cattle. They hand you laws and dispensaries and you cheer at each battle won.
But the war has long been over and those who have won now grant charity upon you.
Real Marijuana Smokers know that charity should not be necessary, as anything provided by God. Mother Nature, what have you, has been made for all and for a reason. No man-made laws should keep us from this. No Gestapo should be allowed to deny our rights as creatures of the Earth. To deny freedom…
So I say to you card carrying fascists, burn your card, your brand. Deny the backhanded charity they provide you. Revolt against the tyranny, the oppression. Release the albatross and regain your pride, your soul.
And if any of you happen to be a lawyer let me know… I’m currently serving 6-9 months for possession.
So there it is. Simple. Controversial. Out-of-Context. But do remember that it was found in a bar. On the floor.
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