Cannabis & The Mystical Tapestry

I found a tapestry in the basement. It was rolled up under the stairs and bundled up in maybe a hundred rubber bands just to keep it from getting damaged. I don't know whose it was, or where it came from. I don't know how much it costed or why it was down there. It's a pretty tapestry. One with spirals and hooks and dips. Stars that twinkle behind a setting sun and growing vines. Sometimes, if I look at it just right, under the right light...I can see the spirals begin to spin.