- 50mg THC, <2mg CBD
- Serving Size
- 1 capsule
- Cannabis Oil, Coconut Oil, Gelatin
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The effect profile of AbsoluteXtracts 50mg THC Soft Gels -10ct is based on 4 user reviews.
These Soft Gels Made Me Feel Perfect, But Not That Stoned
IN REVIEW: These potent soft gels provide a smooth and gradual high that helps you live in the moment. Those with a lot of experience consuming cannabis can go at these without worry, but 50mg of
On the morning of the day I was to rate AbsoluteXtracts 50mg (THC) Soft Gels, I awoke hyped on what I thought would be a blast-off experience. Though the sun had yet to break through the June gloom crowding the skies along California’s southern coast, I resolved to take my dog to Malibu, Point Dume to be exact, and experience the high there. I packed a bag. I put on sunscreen. I even brought a fucking banana. I was ready.
Hours later, the high was nothing like I’d expected. While there was no blast off to speak of, the effects felt were surely more beneficial than another day wasted obliterating myself in the sun.
“As the sun began to break through Point Dume’s thick veil of clouds, I could feel the pill working, taking away everything bad so the good could flourish in its place.”
As a cannabis journalist, I’ve been familiar with the brand AbsoluteXtracts for years. Known for its high-quality concentrate cartridges, the Northern California brand has expanded into
The first thing that struck me about this particular product was the dose. Fifty milligrams of THC is A LOT for a single pill, even for a super stoner like me. I’d been under the assumption that soft gels fell into the edibles category, which after Prop 64 passed in 2016, capped the dose on single servings at 10mg THC. I reached out to the brand to clarify how they got around the 10mg cap.
A rep for the brand clarified that soft gels are considered concentrates—not edibles.
Not only is the presentation of this product distinctly medicinal, but the high is also. The reality of which really started to set in about an hour and a half after I took the pill. Sitting on the gloomy beach, staring out over the tumultuous grey sea, I waited for the high’s big reveal. The notes I was scribbling for this review in my notebook were taking a bitter turn. A cold breeze blew. I was mere moments from becoming bummed.
Thirty minutes later, boom, everything changed. Suddenly, the icky feelings I normally grapple with, anxiety, boredom, and depression, evaporated like the marine layer lifting off the sea. I felt happy, bright, and totally present in the moment. As the sun began to break through Point Dume’s thick veil of clouds, I could feel the pill working, taking away everything bad so the good could flourish in its place.
Boredom became mindfulness. I ran around with my dog in the haze of a still somewhat cloudy day. The cold ocean lapped the shore, and surfers moved around the waves like flies buzzing in the distance. Time moved fast. I ate a grapefruit, washing the juice from my hands in the ocean. Then I stared at the banana for a while, overwhelmed by this foreign sense of total peace, a calm that flowed and existed both internally and all around me.
“The lucid, capable high of this soft gel was a welcome break from the hazy world I often find myself lost in.”
Even though the soft gel was nothing like what I expected, it reminded me that not all weed products are aimed at getting you fucked up. Sometimes it’s more effective to take a medicinal approach to getting high, one that doesn’t include giant
On the way home, we drove through Topanga Canyon towards a big blue sky, and ultimately into the hot afternoon sunshine of the San Fernando Valley. The clouds shrouding the coast of Malibu collected in the mirror-like a fluffy cement wall. With the sunroof open and the windows down, fresh, warm air swirled through my hair as the radio sputtered something in Spanish.
“What do you want to do for the rest of the day?” I asked my dog. Warm air swirled through her hair, too. The summer day was still young. I didn’t know what was next, but it sure was nice to get out of that fog.