There were a few years when I smoked a ton of Captain Black original. Yes, I know some of you will boo that choice, but I liked it pretty well until that fateful day in 2015. It was either February or March. I had just opened a huge 12 ounce tin of the stuff. I was halfway through a bowl. Without warning, I decided I didn't like it anymore. For the longest time, I couldn't figure out the abrupt change. Sure, my tastes have changed over the years, but most changes came about gradually. I pondered the mystery of my sudden displeasure with Captain Black for a long time. Then it hit me. I've studied a lot on spiritual warfare and how material items associated with a bad or immoral relationship can act as conductors for bad spiritual mojo. I had primarily smoked Captain Black when I was with an ex and in the months following that terrible breakup. I had been dating the woman that became my wife for a few weeks when I stopped liking Captain Black. Does anyone have a similar experience?