Amnesia OG Auto

Genetic Receipt

Picture a Danish pastry that instead of carbs delivers 20 % THC. Copenhagen Seed Co. folded ruderalis into Amnesia Haze and OG Kush like a three-way cinnamon swirl, creating an autoflower that flowers on pure spite, not daylight. The result: a plant that finishes faster than your last situationship and still slaps harder than Scandinavian death-metal.

The High: Short-Term Memory Optional

First wave: a citrusy sativa head-rush that makes your inner monologue sound like Morgan Freeman narrating your snack choices. Second wave: OG Kush gravity boots plant your ass firmly in the La-Z-Boy. You’ll brainstorm the solution to climate change, forget it immediately, then spend 45 minutes hunting for the TV remote you’re already holding.

Flavor & Aroma: Gasoline Lemonade Stand

Crack a jar and get hit with a limonene freight train hauling skunky diesel. On the exhale it’s sour candy rolled in fresh lawn clippings and regret. Room note lingers like your ex’s perfume—earthy, sharp, and impossible to ignore. Good luck telling your landlord it’s just a “Scandinavian aromatherapy candle.”

Growing for the Chronically Impatient

Seed-to-harvest in 70-84 days means even your procrastinator roommate can pull it off. Indoors she tops out at 3 feet unless you talk dirty to her with LST. Outdoors she’ll forgive your cloudy Nordic summer and still pump out golf-ball nugs encrusted like a Swarovski chandelier. Feed lightly; she’s not a buffet queen—think IKEA portion sizes, not Viking feast.

Medical Uses (a.k.a. Excuses to Light Up)

Patients report relief from chronic overthinking, fake news anxiety, and that twitchy leg thing you get during Zoom calls. The initial cerebral buzz crushes creative blocks, while the OG backend kneads out lower-back knots from hunching over grow journals. Warning: Do not operate calendars, as time becomes negotiable.

Perfect Match: Who Should Swipe Right

Ideal for the grower who wants dankness without the drama, the stoner who can’t remember if they already rolled one, and the medical user who needs to function but still giggle at pavement cracks. If you’ve ever lost your lighter while it was in your mouth, congratulations—you’ve found your spirit weed.