Andres Raynor

I think the magic, if we're gonna call it that, comes not just from the high—though it’s got those cascading waves of you-can-do-anything energy—it’s the mood reset. I’ve smoked a lotta strains that lay you flat or talk nonsense in your head. Not this one. Jack Herer cannabis seeds grew into something that made colors look taller, jokes punch harder, time feel rounder. It’s the kind of smoke that makes washing dishes feel spiritual if you're open to it. Not for doom-nappers or couch glues, though. They’ll flinch. They always flinch.