TFTC: The Purple Lemonade Cult

Welcome to all you wonderful people of the weed world, we would like to thank you on behalf of Jobbie studios and Mars-Hydro for tuning in, tonight we have a side by side story from our series “Tales from the Closet” called “The Purple Lemonade Cult”, So get your popcorn ready and enjoy the show. I was once called by another name in another life, but, that is a life that has been given up, a life of wealth and status, doing big deals with slimy people that were “respectable”, the word makes me sick. So I left it behind, took my money, and left. My parents found out about my plans and tried to stop me, luckily I had taken out a sizable amount of my money post surgery, I even managed to buy myself a place to start again: my destination was New New Old Amsterdam on Mars, I want to open up my own club on the red strip, a club that is open to everyone, a club for people to be free. The first snag to my plan was that the parents had blocked my passport, so no travel, luckily my girl Wendy; or as she was called in the BDSM circuit: Bendy Wendy, she knew some people of the underbelly and managed to contact a rugged smuggler who could help us. We boarded his Frankenstein's monster of a ship, it was old and very basic, but the journey was smooth having no issues with customs or law, and so, Wendy and I got off the ship at a way station near New New Old Amsterdam, the purple buildings on the horizon was our destination. Defharo the smuggler took me aside and explained he had heard about my plan, that it was a noble cause and wanted to give me something, he handed me a mysterious seed and said I should plant it in the club garden… what garden? Then he left us in the capable hands of Eleen, as far as we could tell she dealt in the best and most sought after property available on Mars. Eleen hooked us up with this amazing TS1000 Mars-Hydro Unit, it was so beautiful, smart looking, light, adjustable illumination and all the spectrums a person would need. Oddly enough in the club there was even a small garden biodome in the middle of the dancefloor for smoking, but how did the smuggler know. I ignored the seed for now, my business had to come first, so we went to work setting up the perfect situations: good humidity at around 50% and a maximum temperature of 25c, reflective walls and a light breeze so it never felt too stuffy, the new Mars-Hydro Lights would do amazing work with their adjustable brightness. The stages were set up for performers of all types, also a larger stage for live music, we soon booked a band and pain stakingly hired the best in both erotic and artistic dancing styles, then, we opened! The club did not start as a hit, it had become painfully obvious that there was something wrong on Mars, the free market style economy joined with the loose leize faire government, that was really just representatives from the companies that owned everything, it had made the planet a fascist state, things were decided with the strictest observance of what makes money, alternative lifestyles, they were not really a thing, it's hard to make maximum capital from people who are happy with who and what they are, the culture had become restrictive, you followed the trends and the latest product releases or fall behind. After a month the clientele had dwindled further: beyond the novelty of my club, no one was actually interested in something unique or expressive, a cause or a lifestyle. I found myself contemplative, sitting in a rather sparse garden area when I remembered the seed, what harm would it do. We sprouted it in a cupboard in the office, just some damp synthetic wipe roll in dark cool conditions. It actually worked , a small root began life, soon after that we planted it, the Mars-Hydro Lighting was perfect and the plant really began to grow, it was one good piece of news in what was likely to be a failing business. That weekend we had plant pot party, why not celebrate my only success, Wendy did lots of the work putting word out to people and we spent some of the last reserves on decorations and a cocktail bar ran by a guy called Yogi Boggie. Fully expecting the night to be another bust we opened the doors and discovered a line around the block, for the first time we had a packed house, people came to see the plant, and it was like the energy had completely changed, people danced people let go and the night was electric, it was as though my dreams had been uploaded to reality and this was it! We partied until early in the morning and then played the last tune of the night, no one had left, people were still having the best time, the the song ended, the silence of the speakers was filled by the noise of people moving to a rhythm, the music was gone and the people, they just kept dancing. I looked over to the middle of the room and saw a purple light being reflected from the buildings into the garden, and there, bathing in the morning light past the sea of dancing bodies, was the little plant. A chill ran up my spine. We would once again like to thank our sponsors Mars-Hydro for the wonderful TS1000 light, it has changed our grow taking it to another world. We would also like to thank you, yes you reading this, thank you for tuning in to “The Purple Lemonade Cult” We Hope you enjoyed the show and will see you again next week for more… “Tales from the Closet”. Notes: plant is kept in a stable environment between 20c and 25c, humidity is an average of 55%, as soon as the seed sprouted I planted in final pot, in this I needed to be careful watering, just to water enough so you don't end up with damp soil promoting mould. The plant grew well, but sadly did not have time to train and the person left in charge of watering was not experienced in LST. The massive growth will be covered in my next story installment. Thank you. The Mars Hydro TS1000 is really cool, adjustable light, low heat production, no or low noise and I utterly love how you can remove the controller and ballast? (I'm thick when it comes to lights), means even less heat and more control over your ideal set up.