Medical marijuana museum takes root

August 24th, 2008

We are just a small time away when we will celebrate smoking pot openly with our friends. Our first illness was a willingness to go along with the wrong thought.   Than we realized it helped a great number of illness’s and the genie was out of the bong  This true knowledge is beginning to erode false walls and with the constant lies we are told each day or even hour.  On every issue, even the non thinkers begin to wake up.  As with us   When our people are hunted and captured and put in jail,their denied employment and power is given to a  govt agency that is allowed to rip a child out of a mothers hands and take that mother away for 100 years because of some federal laws and when you wake up your house is gone! You can die defending your right to life and liberty.  This has happened more times than reported.

Our mission at the Medical Marijuana Museum is to be allowed to be free pot smokers and that marijuana is (medical) absolutely  always (Proven by time and my own eyes) Don’t have your own children taken because  you have to use cannabis until you can recive a liver or you smoke so you don’t shake like heck when you are hugging your loved ones .  It gives smiles and dignity and pain relief and I am a bit hardened to the extreme that some are so ill natured that they cant let us be.  With seemingly heartless men who have lost there direction. The truth is this could be  your son or daughter and it just so happens that you got away with the same thing when you were a kid.  What are you thinking of?  Are you giving them a better place to live when we check out .Or did you forget that ? Well this is what I mean when I say I am celebrating I like steps Forward We won A lot of goals in the court lately and it is just a small time before we have a real justice department Our prospects are good we will not be tortured and maybe left alone to work out our own state problems     Mark

At the door

August 20th, 2008

The beauty beckons at my door
The sun,The planet, The waters roar
We have been here before
We decide its value

Our treasure is what we believe
For all that’s not is so
And in the end were what we leave
As wind does surely blow
Behind our birth we know

The ugly beckons at our door
Open it Open it forevermore
Walk we must upon the earth
Blight of soul ,spirit thirsts
The ugly beckons at our door

What must we do
To find our fight
To help ourselves
And make it right

Confused we stand and stare
Hope is gone replaced by fear
What will we be when here is there
Un sure we will but flounder

The grip of fear
It crippled me
I walked before
Now I’m on knee

Fear takes the spirt and binds the flesh
It hurts the soul and wastes the rest

As bad as bad gets
The thought of God helps me
In my life I am his
This gives me joy and hope to be

Again I come to the door
Regrets wont fit its passage
I shed this woo
And with this glow
You will get the message

So take a look at yourself
See if somethings lacking
Don’t be afraid of finding out
The foundation has been cracking

Our sport of life
The way we play
To know our strife
And bind our way
To part as whole
While on our way
Is anything but parting

I make a prayer for all to here
I ask for friends and family near
And for those who know what they have done
I ask forgiveness for everyone

Love mark

Portal

July 26th, 2008

My way to where I am going is barred by ignorance and humanity. Thank God they’re one in the same. How we treat each person makes a real time effect. Medical Marijauna helps you live in the moment and no one tells you the length of your moments.

It’s as if you choose.

This is about choice and freedom.

We live in a world that real hard memories have us fighting amongst ourselves while we make our way to the brink of our own disaster.

WHY?

Pot is not the answer to unity.

We are the way.

Medical Marijauna is a great help in mind and body. Reaching conclusions fast is harm in action.

Enforcing laws agianst the sick and dying has a strange feel of prejudice in a very puritain bliss.

Peace is a part of us. My own pain is true as is yours. My Medical Cannabis is a threat to my own being?

HOW’S THAT?

BY THE POWERS THAT BE? Are they you and me?

Free Medical Pot Now!

Aids Walk

July 20th, 2008

I am at my lowest.  We as a group are able to bring about such great things.   I am alone in my world.   My sadness is only interupted by my day.  Wish as I might and pray as I hard as I can  my brother is not comming back. I cry for him and all who need someone who is not here.   Love is all there is    MARK 

twice as nice

July 17th, 2008

Friendship Poem

April 17th, 2008

dscf0089.JPGFriendship

When someone is with you a really long time.  
You get to know them and see in there mind. 
You hear there burps and smell there farts too. 
As they share there smiles and give warmth to you.

Its easy to see why we love each other.
Its not the smell or its not the bother.  
But it is a thing that we all hold so solemnly dear
(that I cannot name it.)
I do not dare.
 
For in all of our lives we choose what we will. 
But the choice of my friends I pray is Gods still. 
All of my life I have looked for a friend
I have been graced in time by one and again.
 
So I know what it means.
To get a call from someone a far.
We all miss our friends. 
We all wish on a star.
 
There heart is with us 
we know our loves true
thank God for my friends.
I am thinking of you.         Mark

Why Me

July 16th, 2008

 

When our hearts are open and we block out our mind.
When the perfect cant be. yet we fail to surmise.
 When the path we’ve taken has peril and pain
You live in the world as if your to blame   

Sifting through the scattered stones
A certain one it stands alone
The rest are all about
…But something has you looking at that spot

Finding what the earth put there
Our time is expanding
Swirling on this sphere
Do not deny your suffering
Its not always fear 

standing one alone is just
Or get along with the rest of us
choose the person who you’d like to be
count the times you looked to see
Is that  person really me, 
Around the corner , or out to sea
We decide our future

So bundle up and hold on tight
Think to remember what seems right
Look around at fellow souls
See the truth of there life’s toll

Wonder not if that is you
the answer permeates both through and through
to speak to god inside his view
eliminates your wondering
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Independence day

July 2nd, 2008

From the beginning the crafters of our more perfect union were dreaming of a better place.They had there wows. We are just a bunch of non perfect people trying to fit in as we go through this part of our existence.  Give to the person to your left and all will have.  Independence is only a value when it is for all. Celebrate your time and be a happy soul.  Its America to all and to all a goodnight.   God Bless us all      Love Mark

 

Gay Day

June 29th, 2008

For a long time the people who were gay had to hurt themselves by hiding.   Being afraid is real and I am one to smoke out fear.   I love all who try to love themselves, that means you are trying.   Please try to be open and help us form a common sense to what you find is not for you. DONT HATE    LOVE MARK

Imperfection Obtained

June 25th, 2008

Existance is personal.
I hope you agree.
Without the personal.
Whos you or whos me?

I see in my mind.
Do you see there too?
What is it you see?
When you imagine the view.

Our time is ours.
Do you belive that?
What we will to be.
Is under our hat.Dreams come true.
Do they for you?
Shapeing reality so you fit there too.

Physical trials.
Mental duress.
Beat up integraty,life looms a mess.
Do you also feel somtimes like this?The imperfect perfect.
Human condition at best.
When no one is absolute.
Each persons at rest.

We are all equiped.
With the same fatel flaw.
No one is perfect.
For this we seek all.Gifted in this, absent in that.
Your brother is clever.
But he sings so flat.

We barter ourselves.
To see what we lack.
So our imperfection will not be so flat.

Others teach me.
What I didnt see.
For all of my gifts.
Are what lead you to me.

So give as we must.
So others can see.
The flaw in themselves and the lesson in me.

Love is the ticket.
To think of things right.
The conclusion is sudden.
As darkness to light.

Our hands are blessed.
Our heart is strong.
When the two join together.
To work on our wrong.

Seeing is everything and doing is to.
When one is the other.
The concerts in tune .So now you are ready.
To seek out your truth.
By giving up everything.
You have nothing to lose.

What will you be ?
Where will you go?
How will it seem,When everywheres home? Comfort is honesty.
Peace in your soul.
Love is your giving.
You begin to feel whole.Honestly humble.
Gratefuly giving.
Our intent in this world.
Is how we are living. Mark Hutchins

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Rio

June 15th, 2008

Thanks for all your prayers and good wishes 
  Rio is a better dog. 
I know you are glad to hear that
God bless              Â