Operation Grow My Own Hemp: DEVASTATION!

So, it seems this second attempt is not a success as well. I don't know what went wrong. I had 12 germinated seeds. I had "good" as far as I know top soil. I watered them everyday. The soil was not too moist, it was not too dry. I even covered it with some bubble wrap, leaving plenty of room for ventilation, to give it the greenhouse effect and keep the soil as moist and warm as possible and ward off small critters and after 5 days this is what I'm left with. 

The soil was still moist, but as I dug through it to see if any of the seeds began to take root which none of them did I noticed the soil had a bad smell. Like a bad water smell. So, the only educated guess I can make is that the soil itself was maybe packed too tight or the seeds even though they germinated may have sat in the water glass for a little too long. I don't know for sure. If you have any kind of green thumb and can pass along your two cents I greatly appreciate it. 

Since I planted these seeds last Saturday night I have picked several dozen more seeds and placed them in water to germinate them but none of them did. So, I will this weekend attempt for a third time to germinate more seeds and then plant them in the hopes of growing my own hemp. It's all about trial and error and I've got the error part down pretty good the only problem is that I'm not quite sure what my errors could be. I will try again. I will before this Summer is over grow my own hemp. MARK MY WARDS MOTHER NATURE! I WILL WIN THIS DAY! 

Wish me luck and thanks for reading! 

The Louniverse. 

Operation grown my own hemp: PART DEUX

Hello to everyone who read my previous OGMH blogs! If you've been wondering what happened, well my first experiment was not a success. The few seeds I had did not take root or grow into anything. I found a few more and attempted to leave them in water as to germinate the seeds but none of them grew roots. They were just too old, too dry or both! 

So, I ordered more hemp as you see in the photo. This is organic CBD hemp. It contains zero THC and can be used for tea, oils, food and drink, etc. I am going to use it for all of the above but I am going to germinate as many of these hundreds of seeds and attempt to grow my hemp. I have the science! I have the tech! IT SHALL BE DONE! or at least I'll give it a good old fashioned try. Who knows! Maybe I'll be the next big hemp grower in the US or just have a backyard full of suspicious looking plants. Only time will tell. I'm going to separate them from the buds tonight and place some in a cup of water. In a few days I will know if they're germinated and I will keep you posted. 

HAIL HYDRA!

Sincerely,

The Louniverse

Tranquilopoli

Tree covered hills like clouds
lay low on the horizons
drawing my eye from the road
winding and pulling me
my destination
an easy breath hidden away
nestled between earth and sky

Memories of time spent
of the inhabitants awaiting me

A fire burns
surrounded by voices
nestled between earth and sky

Soon my presence
of voices waiting
libations a gesture so subtle
out of sight blanketed by moon and stars

A place to breath
where eyes can smile
reflective light triggering an ancient feeling
a man no longer seen
but buried deep within
swirling around nucleotides
we become one as scent hits the brain
thick morning air
a stew of pollen
nourishing a hunger no protein could ever

A place out of sight
nestled between earth and sky

Paradiced

Blinded by the reflecting waters of the ancient lake I'm embraced by the sun.
Cool moisture settled in the grass guide my every step towards the shore.
Green and Blue swirl before my eyes and saturate my sight.
All I see, inanimate or moving with life and breathing, send a smile in my direction.
Rays of acknowlegement like sunlight emanate from everything and touch anything seen.
A constant rhythm buried beneath life and light is the energy creating the hum to which all things occur.
A pulse.
Unseen and unheard, but obvious.
Just as the crescendo of miracle and nature are about to collide before my eyes there's the jolt back to reality.
My bare foot torn open spills the blood from within soaking the ground as I'm settled upon it once again.
Before the pain can register my eyes spot the tiny intruder left behind carelessly.
The tiny rusted piece of metal once sealed the broken glass bottle now beneath my feet.
The clear glass now running red with the juices of my realization lay innocently left behind like a treasure unwanted and never sought after.
My discovery now anger litters the timeless coast a symbol of mans neverending contribution to the one home he ever had.
The tiny stones left over from ancient giants broken down only by time.
They cannot share their disgust with me and cannot do anything to remedy their predicament.
So, together we stare into tomorrow's uncertainty beyond the horizon.
Nothing more to be said about it.
I let the tiny ripples wash my wound and watch my salty blood dissipate into the calm waters.
I turn my back on the water and find the path from which I came and follow it to where I was before.
Blended into the colorless landscape of far away faces.
No blue and no green, just white noise disguised as silence filling my ears and blurring my vision.