THE CREED OF THE HIGH PRIEST

By Herb Hempstead – High Priest of the Hemp Goddess

 

I choose to worship the sun because it gives light and energy to the hemp.

I also worship the Moon and Stars because they mark the seasons.

I choose to worship Mother Earth because she feeds us and gives us a home.

I see the eyes of the goddess in women at ritual tasks--- Some times I call her Gaia in my sacred most heart felt, thoughtful prayers.

 

WATER, AIR, FIRE, EARTH and SPIRIT! I worship them and call down their powers because they all reflect the glory--- of that generative force I call father GOD, the husband of my precious Goddess. They gave birth to my soul and loved me so much, that they put me here and set me free and gave us all our liberty. They bade me live on Mother Earth--- So Gaia travailed and gave me birth. And every green herb was as meat to me. Each variety in fact- is Mothers milk to me! Father God decreed it so, and it was, as it ever will be!

 

Seeds and Stems of Thought from the

High Priest of the Hemp Goddess

By Herb Hempstead

 

Cannabis is the “key” it opens the closet doors in your mind and lets out that thin, hairy, YOU! Father God or Mother Earth put chemical receptors into your brain for cannabiniods. Yeah… you know--- The creative you, the one with wonderful ideas and the will to make it happen. Use it with prudence and thanks giving in peace. Now that you are at peace you can make a plan and a goal.

Your world becomes the Most--- Harmonies are sweeter. Light and color intensify and play everywhere! And are dappling our existence with joy and wonder. And with every heart beat you feel the Spirit of the Hemp Goddess incarnate--- Flowing in and through your being. Imbibing it---  YOU are at one with creation and you now feel whole!

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A Culture of Arrogance

We western, culturally based peoples tend to forget that there are cultures older than ours and more solidly grounded. Cultures based on character and the powers of the mind, unlike our western culture based on cheap mechanical and electrical gadgets. Some older cultures are stern and fierce with no sentimental concern for the weak or the unfit, and never quite seem to die away.

Para-phrased from Robert Heinlien, 1940