I see no legitimacy in the laws currently governing the term’s application. My thoughts recur hourly to young men wrenched from home and cast into a cell, for selling leaves and stems whose properties are no more pernicious than—substances innumerable. Among the products of Nature’s forest are herbs which bring rapture; barbaric, blasphemous, to impose laws on seeds and soil. Governments wear the sacred garment like a cape, and preach a religion of hatred and intolerance. Bend your ear from them, for God loves the non-conformist, as he loves us all.