Haven’t smoked in a while but my favorite thing was getting stoned on a summer evening and looking at the stars for hours 

 beatifull 

 “There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing:  there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.“ 

— J.R.R. #Tolkien, The Return of the King 

 It’s the best. 

 Bumblefuck Nowhere is just a few miles up the coast from Mendocino. 

 Hold a small bottle of tabasco while you're at it. 

 Like a snail looking out.