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so i´m still a little bit stoned right, and my best friend decides that he´s giving me a ride home, except that nobody was in my actual house so i had to get to my grandmothers house. it was a nice ride but let´s no forget i´m still under the effects of pot. then i get there of and say hello to everyone, although i didn´t wanted to, just wanted to sit and keep tripping, and of course they´re talking about not getting into the realm of god and all those incredibly judging stuffs, and 

i was just praying to the universe please don´t make me laugh in a talk like this,

or everyone will start thinking i´m a heretic crazy women. I would say this was 

the weirdest trip i had ever have in my life. 

I love my mom and my grandma and my aunt, but if they think that god is like this big magician 

that makes you appear and disappear in different places

that is just foolish