The Story of Don Storz

I went out for a walk under the influence of an illicit substance I saw some fairy lights found myself in ground where I thought I was sinking and then did a little trick to get back to the normal world it feels like there was something pre-ordained there something in the collective human unconscious. The people who were drinking Pochin in the 1800s not only did they not have the capacity to drink responsibly because they don't know what they're drinking but they also had a moral panic about it that this would lead them astray. If you smoke cannabis in Ireland today those same attitudes exist if you smoke cannabis it will lead you astray you will go insane you will lose all your motivation