It’s Jack’s birthday today. My brother. My co-conspirator in curiosity. The one who dares to dive deep, question hard, laugh louder than the world would prefer. And somewhere between thinking about his soul and this sacred spin around the sun, it hit me like a wake-and-bake sativa lightning bolt: smoking weed on someone’s birthday isn’t just a vibe—it’s a f*cking rite of … [Read more...] about A Love Letter to Jack and the Sacred Stoner Rite 🎂🔥