#turpene

[tasonix10]

fantroll

[paper-mario-wiki]

my experience with weed has been one (1) singular edible at a college party but ever since seeing stuff about weed has made me feel a little bit anxious (even though my experience with that edible was good and if given the opportunity i would get high again? idk). i was just wondering if you have any advice about getting rid of that knot of anxiety in my chest around weed? because i really don't want to stigmatize it for myself. (weirdly enough i've been around people who've done coke and i don't feel anxious about that. it's literally only weed and mentions of drug use that don't mention the drug)

Recognizing that your fear stems from a singular event is a pretty solid starting point.

Try to break down exactly what about what you experienced made you uncomfortable. Did your senses become too sensitive? Did you not like that your thinking faculties were clouded, so you weren't in full control of yourself? Or maybe it was the party itself that made you anxious. Or maybe the edible was poorly cooked and there was a way higher dosage than a beginner should have taken, or it gave you food poisoning if it was something like a baked good made using bad eggs.

Whatever it is, try to pinpoint the exact reason you distinctly remember disliking the experience. And then, think about how you could control those variables should you ever want to choose to experience weed again.

Like, you can only remember weed in the periphery of your memory. Of course you're scared of it, you can't control the fact that it freaked you out once, and you'll never be able to not have been freaked out by it. The only way to curb its power is to reconcile with it in the present to form new experiences where it doesn't and can't hurt you.

That doesn't mean ya gotta smoke some, but like. Maybe read a wikipedia article about how crossbreeding strains of weed works. Like, how they get the different flavors. Did you know that turpenes, the little crystals that are on the weed, can mimic any flavor profile? It's true!

Or you COULD smoke weed! You could go to your local dispensary and ask the budtender "Hey, I'd like a preroll that's got a really low THC content, something that'll get me a little high but I'm still in control", and that'll get you something really easygoing! And the best part? You don't even have to smoke it! You can just like. Smell it. And look at it. Or like, unravel it and look at the weed. Or you can just flush it down the toilet!

Ah fuck I just reinvented exposure therapy. Fuck my bad.

Anyway, the point is weed is awesome and you'll be cooler if you smoke it.

[understandableparadox]

Turpen Cansoi

Turpen Cansoi is an indigo blood that owes money to higher bloods, and because of this he’s been DEMOTED TO LOWER CASTE STATUS. Now he lives his life as a low caste blood and tries to make a Quick buck for a living. Turpen is either a maid/Page of breath And a derse dreamer.

There’s Not that much about Turpen other than that. Except the casino theme and being The Session starter, thus Why his trollian Tag is “wheezingCoupier”

Nyawaa Furrit

Furry

[flowersofevilvn]

Wait can we smoke weed off him can he grow it wow

Life truest questions??

oh yeah he can make the dankest weed. he can even influence thc/cbd concentration, turpene profiles, genetic lineage for the strain- he'll happily smoke you out, and would delight in having a stoned little hippie partner

[skytga]

Movie overview on Sweeney todd : the demon barber on Fleet Street

The film used meany of the same songs the the brodway show. I knowest that this strips away what a Normal musical is . People don’t dace that much and and it’s black and gray and white (most of the time) and is low key the anti musical musical.

The story begins with Sweeney todd who is played by Jonny depp and he’s returning to london after being exiled for a crime he didn’t commit. Before being exiled his name was Benjamin barker and he was a barber on Fleet Street. He had a beautiful wife and a new born daughter acruped judge in the area called judge tupen saw Benjamin barkers wife and decided that he wants her for him self so he made a false charge that exiles. Benjamin barker gets taken away from London now he is returning for his exile now going by the name of Sweeney todd. After being save by a young sailor called Antony and mr.todd is back in London ready for an act of revenge on judge Tupen. Todd returns to his old barber shop that sits on top of a bakery that is were he meet mrs.Lovett. She’s the owner of the a bake shop were she makes “the worst pies in London” Todd asks why mrs.Lovett isn’t renting out the space above her meat pie shop and she said it’s because people say it’s haunted because there was a barber and his wife and daughter lived a very tragic life and Todd said asked mrs. Lovett “what happened to the wife” and basically judge tupen came by every day sending flowers to her waiting for her to except his proposal but she refused.so one day the judge invited her over for a maskerade park were she was probably assulted. After that it was to much for her so she possend her self in atemptt to kill her self. Judge tupen ends up adopting her daughter and we find out throughout the film he plans on marrying her to stop other men from haveing her. Mean while Anthony gets a glimpes of Johanna (the daughter) in her tower and falls in love instantly . As he’s looking at Johanna the judge catch’s him and sends him with a very painful warning that he can not look at her that way again. But Anthony gets a plan to steal Johanna away from her tower

(THE BEGGER WOMAN)

She’s a character throughout the movie that gives little bits of information and the ironic placement ( crazy woman that knows everything)

Mr. Todd reopenes his barbershop and he wants customers. So he decides to go the town square with Mrs. Lovett to attract customers there he sees a small boy called Toby who is holding a “magical elixir” witch ends up being made up off piss and ink and he’s selling it to people as a hair elixir. The maker of said hair elixir is called Pirelli an Italian bombastic barber. Todd changes him to a barber off to get people to his barbershop. Todd wins resulting in everyone including judge turpens bench man. The henchmen tells todd that they will be at his barbershop before the week it out. Todd is ready he’s like 15 years ima finely kill him and have revenge. Mrs. Lovett tells him to plan since he’s been waiting all these years for this moment . Then Anthony comes and tells todd that he wants to steal Johanna and asks todd is it okay if he keeps Johanna at the barbershop for a bit while he propers for them to leave Todd agrees because it his daughter. He will be able to see what she looks like and get her away for judge tupen . Not to long after Pirelli comes to pay Todd a visit along with his son Toby he’s being entertained by Mrs. Lovett while Pirelli comes to talk to mr todd . You see Pirelli isn’t who he thinks he is he’s actually an Englishman and in his youth used to be an apprentice for todd back when his name was Benjamin barker.he’s come to black mail Todd to in to giveing him some of a portion of his errnings from his barbershop otherwise he will go to the judge annpd say that Benjamin barker is back after being exiled . Now we the audience knows that this isn’t gonna end well because todd is crazy and in what must be a incredible display of anger todd grabs a scolding hot iron kettle and beats pirelli with it . After that we get the first actual kill of the move about and hour in to the movie when Todd slits the throat of Pirelli soon there after judge tupen comes in for his own shave.he comes to look his most attractive to applie more to Johanna and Todd it is thinking finally finally after 15 years I’ll have my revenge I wanna saver this . I wannna remember why I’m here. And they both start to sing about pretty women (todd singing about his wife who has past and then the judge singing about Johanna) as todd is ready to get his second kill Anthony comes barging in talking about how he’s gonna steal Johanna which of course enrages the judge and Todd gets extremely angry and he goes on a rant we’re he goes back and forth between rage and sadness and Mrs. Lovett is like what are we gonna do about Pirelli since his body is roting in a box but then she suggests that they bake him in to pies to sell. So Todd has his barbershop up top he’ll kill them and send them down to the basement we’re Mrs. Lovett will bake them in to pies. Then Mrs. Lovetts bisness takes off but all the dead people are corsesing a stench around London. But people just think it the sewer system the only person who doesn’t ? The begger lady of course. Mrs. Lovett gets all excited about the new life she can have with mr.todd were they get married and were they will be livening in this beautiful world but unfortunately todd is not on the same page as mrslovett he’s to busy trying to plot his revenge. Around this time Toby starts getting suspicious of mr. Todd he doesn’t think he’s a good man but he feels devoted to mrs.Lovett since she’s the one who took her in after perilli ‘disappeared’ but Toby knowst that Mrs.Lovett is using perillis old coin purse just uping his suspicion even more.

Mrs.Lovett decides to put him in the basement and we are left to wonder why she put him in there. The henchman comes back to check on the smell all around the pie shop but there able to flatter him in to getting a shave again. He dies and gets thrown down in to the basement and that’s the first body that Toby will ever see . Only confirming some suspicions that he had and so he hides. Mean while Anthony has save Johanna from an asylum that she was put in by the judge so other men won’t look at her. He helped her escape and then dresses her up as a boy and brings her to the barbershop for safe keeping until they both can leave.while Johanna is there the begger woman goes up to the barbershop looking for the henchmen because she saw him going up there and she’s suspicious of Todd. Nobody believes her while the beggar woman is still there Todd returns and that’s the the beggar woman tells him that judge turpen is on his way lookin for Johanna. The beggar woman then says “don’t I know you” so then Todd kills her with swiftness and sends her down to the basement. Then the 15 year plan for revenge on judge turpen for the death of his wife is finally put in to place were he is able to stab in the jugular several times. Finally in an act of revenge on judge turpen. It all goes down hill in a matter of seconds when Todd realises that there was a witness to the whole thing. A boy hidden in the trunk who does end up being Johanna and he nearly kills her his own daughter but is able to to get away since Mrs. Lovett let out a howling scream all because judge turpen was grabbing on the bottom of her skirt. Todd come down to the basement and says “open the oven we’ll throw them in” while he’s moveing judge turpens dead body he’s able to get a close up of the old begger women and sees her face for the first time that’s when he realises that it’s his wife. She was alive this whole time giving us hints along the way. The whole reason he want an act of revenge on judge turpen was because he thought judge turpen was the one for his wife’s death only for him to be the reason why he’s holding her limp cold body. Then todd begins to question Mrs.lovertt and asks why she lied. She then tells Todd that she only told him that she possessed her self you just assumed that she died she also add she did it because she loves him. They start singing and Wailting and dancing together about haveing a life together. This gets her under theatrical false sense of security until he hurls her into an open oven leaving her to do nothing but burn to death closeting the oven door. Todd then goes over to his now deceased wife just holding her limp body in his arm wondering what he’s done and then Toby comes out from his hideing spot in the sewer to be the one who kills Todd to get his revenge.

The only thing that is bright and saturated and in hype colour is blood.

[coolclaytony]

A gruffus playing with a turpen.

[thebutterflypsyche]

she turpen on my tine til my brushes are clean

(read as classic rhyming riddle)

[rabbitcruiser]

Millbrae, CA (No. 5)

In 1989, a master plan and Environmental Impact Report were prepared to guide development over the next two decades. During the boom of the 1990s and the dot-com boom SFO became the sixth busiest airport in the world, but since 2001, when the boom ended, SFO has fallen out of the top 20. United Express turboprops were scheduled 60 minutes apart to the shuttle connecting passengers between SFO and nearby San Jose International Airport during the boom era. United Groundlink supplemented this service with alternate 60-minute frequencies.

A $2.4 billion International Terminal Complex opened in December 2000, replacing Terminal 2 (known then as the International Terminal). The new International Terminal includes the San Francisco Airport Commission Aviation Museum and Library and the Louis A. Turpen Aviation Museum, as part of the SFO Museum. SFO's long-running museum exhibition program, now called SFO Museum, won unprecedented accreditation by the American Alliance of Museums in 1999.

SFO experiences delays (known as flow control) in overcast weather when only two of the airport's four runways can be used at a time because the centerlines of the parallel runway sets (01R/01L and 28R/28L) are only 750 feet (230 m) apart. Airport planners advanced proposals that would extend the airport's runways by adding up to 2 square miles (1,300 acres; 520 ha) of fill to San Francisco Bay and increase their separation by up to 4,300 feet (1,300 m) in 1998 to accommodate arrivals and departures during periods of low visibility. Other proposals included three floating runways, each approximately 12,000 feet (3,700 m) long and 1,000 feet (300 m) wide.[49] The airport would be required by law to restore Bay land elsewhere in the Bay Area to offset the fill. One mitigation proposal would have the airport purchase and restore the 29,000 acres (12,000 ha) of South Bay wetlands owned by Cargill Salt to compensate for the new fill. These expansion proposals met resistance from environmental groups, including the Sierra Club, fearing damage to the habitat of animals near the airport, recreational degradation (such as windsurfing) and bay water quality.

Source: Wikipedia

[dr-otter]

Essential oils are absolutely toxic to pets; dogs too, but cats are exquisitely sensitive to a lot of those plant toxins. Because that's what they are; these are chemicals that plants produce to PREVENT things from eating them so of course an obligate carnivore has zero ability to metabolize those safely because why would they need to? We are the psychos who voluntarily consume things like capsaicin, caffeine, and weird turpenes we decide we like the smell of.

And remember, while you might hate Big Pharma, those products are at least regulated (see my previous post). They've passed some safety and efficacy trials and contain what the label says and nothing extra. If they don't, the company who made it has to answer for that. Those essential oils? They aren't regulated AT ALL. The people selling them don't have to prove they do what they say they do, that they won't make you sick or kill you, or even that what's in the bottle matches what's written on the label. If they do make you sick or kill your cat you may have very little recourse.

Oh my god, food extract is not the same as an essential oil.

Food extract is the flavoring of something cooked down into a carrier oil or alcohol that is safe for human ingestion.

Essential oil is the pure extract of the plant refined down and distilled for concentrated medicinal purposes to a significantly higher strength than simply adding ground up mint leaves to your water. The two are not comparable in any way.

Cinnamon extract and cinnamon essential oil are not the same thing.

One is about 100 times the strength of the other and can also cause acute organ failure. I’ll give you a hint, it’s not the food extract.

Sweet gods I’m not trying to be mean, I want you to be aware and safe and stop putting yourselves and others at risk. Please.

[theweeklynerdcaz]

The Podguyz Podcast is joined by special guest Chelsey Turpening Coxsey spirtualist and dream analysist. we go into the spooky unknown with brains, dreams and aliens? tune in and enjoy, share, like and leave a heart.

[guarfurnishings]

Redguard Carriage, Merchant

Heartwood 10 | Regulus 8 | Alchemical Resin 5 | Starmetal 10 | Turpen 6

[parfumieren]

Portos (Aramis)

This is a tale of how a fragrance can lead you toward one conclusion, only to surprise you with what's really in its heart. When the ending turns out to be a decoy, the lesson in the bottle is this: if you think you've got a perfume sussed out, step back. Give it a chance to tell the rest of the story. You won't regret it.

If you've ever stood in a pine forest while the trees release their pollen, you know the meaning of the word spectacular. Here in South Jersey, late May is the time to witness this remarkable phenomenon. All over the Pine Barrens, trees respond to the slightest breeze by opening their anthers and releasing vast plumes of neon yellow dust into the wind. The result (drifts of sticky pollen on every conceivable surface for miles) can be vexatious, particularly for the allergy-prone. But the event itself -- equivalent to a fireworks show held in broad daylight -- is magical, and worth seeing at least once in your life.

A recent sampling of Portos (a vintage fragrance now discontinued from Estee Lauder's Aramis line) recreated this marvelous scene exactly for me. All the elements were present: fresh evergreen needles, cedar twigs, saltwater breezes, the sharp, oily scent of fresh raw pollen, the penetrating warmth of the midday sun....

But there was something else here-- an elusive manmade element distinctly out of place in the deep woods. Oleoresinous, faintly industrial, it gave off the high gloss of Knize Ten's plastic-patent-leather note, except cast in a somber rather than cheerful light. But what was it?

Being unable to put my finger on it bothered me. I sprayed, sniffed, pondered, frowned. And then I turned to my most trusted source for second opinions and offered him my Portos-laden arm.

My husband was as stumped as I was. Like me, he sniffed, thought about it, sniffed again, and sighed in frustration. He agreed that the basic jist of Portos was 'evergreen forest'. But when I asked him to guess, just guess, at the identity of the mystery note, he said, "WD-40?"

Obviously that couldn't be it. But if not, then what?

I waited, sprayed again, smelled again, frowned again, closed my eyes....

With the distractions of the surrounding room temporarily blotted out, an image both unexpected and familiar swam into focus. I saw a studio strewn with all the colorful rubble of an artist's life. Coffee cans full of brushes, dented tubes of oil paint scattered across a wooden worktable, rags imbued with eye-popping smears of pigment, and glass jars of--

"I've got it," I told my husband.

"What?"

"Linseed oil and turpentine."

Distilled from the resins of various evergreen trees (including pine, fir, and the terebinth tree from which its name is derived), artists' turpentine is far superior to the mineral spirits which comprise lowly household paint thinner. It evaporates rapidly when combined with oil-based pigments, earning it the loyal affection of every painter whose least favorite hobby is to watch paint dry.

However, turpentine's volatility has a downside: its vapors are toxic in too many ways to name. A shame, because they smell so good-- bright, sharp, camphoraceous, with medicinal overtones that hint (not inaccurately) of old-fashioned patent curatives sold out of a peddler's suitcase.

Cold-pressed from mature flax seeds, linseed oil is a natural polymer which hardens to a transparent varnish upon exposure to air. Its odor is rich, vegetal, and musty-- a saturating stink that only intensifies with oxidation. Many artists find it irresistable, but others consider it stomach-turning. The good news is that however objectionable it smells in concentration, linseed oil produces a relatively pleasant, ambery odor when reduced to a trace amount.

Nature seems to have designed these two substances to be married for more than one purpose. True, together they make a painting-- but they also make a perfume, albeit a highly unconventional one. In combination, linseed tones down turpentine's sharpness, and turpentine lightens linseed's two-ton weight. Together they produce a scent with implicit function and meaning and promise, a stepping-stone to something beautiful.

Pine, cedar, fir, and rosemary clearly comprise the turpentine on Portos' palette. What is its linseed oil? Labdanum resin (a primary constituent of perfumery "amber") in its pure form has been elsewhere been likened to linseed putty; while amber bases can have extremely varied characters (from vanillic to fruity to woody to incense-like), I speculate that the vegetal, oily amber used here is wearing a linseed disguise. As for pigment, Portos' primary ground is moss green, upon which a rainbow-spectrum of pelargonium bloom surfaces and explodes like bright hot fireworks.

But what's the painting about? Whom does it portray? The only way to see the picture clearly was to wear Portos for a day.

It was a typical South Jersey summer morning -- humid, already hot, with the pleasant scent of honeysuckle and mulberries in the air. After my bath, I sprayed each wrist with Portos and pressed it to the inside of the opposite elbow, then sprayed the nape of my neck and used my fingertips to smooth it forward to my pulse points.

Instantly, the art-studio hologram appeared all around me, glowing with late-Rembrandt sepia, umber, and burnt-sienna tones. Ghosting behind the canvas-laden easels, that linseed-amber accord smelled sweeter and less saturnine to me today, reminding me of the alluring scent of a brand new box of Caran d'Ache oil pastels. In all, the aroma of that imaginary room delivered an instant invitation to dream, to draw, to create.

Over time, as Portos calmed, I noticed a pronounced woody-incense quality developing within its evergreen heart. I thought of the parish churches of my childhood: the smell of frankincense and good pine-oil soap, the wooden pews lovingly buffed to a high shine, the soft glow of candlelight on polished glass and brass. As an artist myself, I did not find the leap from studio to place of worship at all illogical. Art being a religion of sorts, the artist's atelier is the center of intense devotional activity. Within that sacred space, every artist -- or writer, or inventor, or perfumer -- is a high priest or priestess of creativity, offering up sacred artworks to an array of very personal deities.

At length came the drydown, a soft cedary amber. All day I had felt subtly bolstered by Portos, upheld and strengthened. Now it let me down ever so gently, depositing me a million miles from where I began, completely invigorated and full of ideas.

So who is Portos? He is an artist -- naturally -- with pigment under his fingernails and a bottle of cognac next to the brushes. Enigmatic and reserved, he prefers solitude to company and silence to empty talk. His inner turbulence is tempered by a cool and taciturn nature; he would rather say nothing at all than commit his thoughts to posterity. He's accused of being many things: a fauve, a sphinx, a son-of-a-bitch. Lover after lover has admitted defeat. He's married to his work, they say-- and it's true; he reserves the best of himself for the canvas and paint. He lives in absolute earnest, without apology or shame.

He may be a difficult bastard. But he is himself. And it's good.

Scent Elements: Bergamot, rosemary, lavender, geranium, pine, cedar, vetiver, moss, fir, patchouli, musk, labdanum, tonka

[understandableparadox]

zalium azoran

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Zalium is a rogue fuchsiablood who was raised by an axolotl lusus away from the prying eyes of the alternian empire. eventually he was able to find community in the lower bloodcastes of alternia and here he learned about alternian history from a true perspective.

he gathered an aliance, heavily inspired by the sufferer's rebellion, and rises up against the empire. being a highblood he held a greater chance against the empress and gl'bgolyb, and after a strenuous battle he manages to take down the horrorterror and the empress in turn

i don't even care if he's bad i love him so dearly

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Turpen Cansoi

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Turpen Cansoi is an indigo blood that owes money to higher bloods, and because of this he’s been DEMOTED TO LOWER CASTE STATUS. Now he lives his life as a low caste blood and tries to make a Quick buck for a living. Turpen is either a maid/Page of breath And a derse dreamer.

There’s Not that much about Turpen other than that. Except the casino theme and being The Session starter, thus Why his trollian Tag is “wheezingCoupier”

[indigoshaman88]

Breaking in my new autographed Jerome Baker Designs recycler with a quarter gram dab of shatter covered in crystallized terpenes. I fucking love this rig, dabs literally disappear in it and it gets me super high!

[therichantsim]

Bad Association S12.Ep:14

[humanmayor]

some beautiful live resin or rosin, i cant remember, sugar wax, that i forgot to show off yippekyay

shout out 2 my mirror for the side light