Ghost Train Haze reviews

A very nice burst of energy with a feeling of euphoria.

Quite surprised how sweet and pungent this dense bud is. Has a really nice citrusy flavor coupled with pine on the exhale. Im feeling Uplifted and motivated. Still motivated after 3 hits, not a heavy body high. 60% focused and motivated, 40% creative. Can help with complacency. Uplifted for sure!!!

quick high, strong, a bit harsh to smoke, dry mouth eyes. i could be busy or chill. definitely feelikg awake. would prefer something not so harsh even tho the hi is a good one.

I just came here because I didn’t read the Description before I bought it (I usually get something random and then look it up after to see if it’s accurate ) but THIS time I got it first and read later . A little worried cause on the 6th rip I read : “people prone to anxiety steer clear “… INSERT MR KRABS MEME

The Ghost Train Haze came about by splicing the original Ghost OG with Nevil's Wreck. This really is a wonderful top-shelf dominant-Sativa hybrid. The buds of this strain are dense but not airy, and has a light minty green and creamy orange coloration that go along great with the thick densely-packed trichomes. The genetics of this Sativa strain really has great qualities to be appreciated.

This is one of my more enjoyed sativas, I’m not huge on Sativa strains as I feel they do not get me as high, or something feels missing. I’d rather rate this a 3.5 but they don’t have that option. It’s a nice uplifting high that may provide focus.

The mist creeps through the firs, fingers of condensation that rise and fall in the baleful moonlight. Under the silence of moss and rock and earth lies an ancient artery of iron and rotted timber; it hums, a dream of ectoplasm. Sparks spray, indeterminate, dancing on the edge of Planck’s Constant. Here an invisible corridor flickers, strangely technicolor, the air filling with ions. An unfortunate creature might find itself transfixed, its hackles rising, rising, eyes glittering from a point of light forming in the distance. Galvanized by unseen energies and sheer terror, it faces down the light, now a maelstrom struck by ball lightning dancing backwards in Time and Space. It is a rictus, formed from nothing, of a face being peeled of Life’s Many Maladies, until there is only a full blown face lashed with gentle pleasure shedding ghost light that passes through the wreck of its nervous system. Then the moonlight is all over everything, as usual, but it glitters. This strain is an oxymoron: just right is just enough, but have too much your eyelids will droop.

This is perfect for stomach issues. This has been the only thing keeping me functional right now during this flare up.