RE:RE:There is hope... I thought I was done, too, AOGEE. I sent an email to Stockhouse, asking them to delete my account and all posts associated with it. They asked me for a reason, I said some of them contain very personal information. They refused to delete these posts. They said i can suspend my account, but they wouldn't do anything else. But that's ok...I'm back cheering for you guys.
You know, I've always been fascinated with the human brain. After all, I place a man's value solely on the three pounds of that spongy mass that lies in between his ears; everything else is just plumbing and scaffolding. Why is it that a large measure of our success (or failure) as a human being is dependent on that tiny structure that weights less than 3 grams we call the hypothalamus? It controls the most important chemistry of our body.
The amygdala specializes in handling intense and stressful emotions, such as anger and fear. When I implied people with a "damaged amygdala," I meant to say they're left literally fearless, and cannot recognize fear in other people. Although the damaged amygdala cannot send any fear signals to the hypothalamus to ignite the "fight or flight" reaction, shares holders can still make decisions; it's just that these decisions are made in the absence of fear. Hehehhe..the I'm-selling-my-house-to-pig-out-on-Tweed type of decision.
When I said "euphoric," I just meant "extreme happiness". It's undeniable that weed makes you happy. I've recently come across a person who was not exactly "mellow" and "sedate" when high on weed. I was just taking a walk in the park where there sprouted quite a few number of tents since Covid. There was this topless person who was very hyper. At first I thought that was a man because no women can be that flat-chested. She floundered about towards me with an empty bottle and it looked like she was about to fling it at me. I didn't want to call the cops because I didn't want her to be taken away from her tent. But she wouldn't stop screaming at me and it looked like she was about to assault me. I looked at her, unflinched, and said clearly, "back off! Stay away from me! I have a black belt and I can knock you down within seconds. I'm not doing it because I don't want to hurt you." She screamed even louder, but she didn't come any closer to me. Until then, there was a passerby. He said, "I know this woman. She's high on weed. She's just loud but harmless."
Supreme will survive if the deal will not go through. With this much cash and our products literally flying off the shelf, we can do well. We have nothing to sell. I was never able to order any more of that Blissco CBD oil, and I'm back to tossing from one side of my bed to the other every night. We just need the pernicious Beene to be booted out and get a conscientious and qualifed CEO to lead the company. I'd be happy to buy back my shares, preferably for the same price I sold them for (.38) or a little more, but I don't want the share price to tank and see you all suffer.
@Phonse, I know you miss Aurum and want him back. No worries. If my post can't entice him to post, I'll post some jokes and we'll have to come out.