Buy Alien OG Seeds — 2025 Harvest 🌱
Alien OG seeds are weird little bastards. Tiny, unassuming—like they wouldn’t wreck your entire afternoon with a single puff. But they will. Oh, they will. This strain isn’t for lightweights or people who “just want a mellow buzz.” No. Alien OG is a full-body abduction. You smoke it, and suddenly your couch is a spaceship and your thoughts are... not your own.
Let’s talk genetics—briefly, because who really cares unless you’re breeding. It’s a cross between Tahoe OG and Alien Kush. That’s like crossing a pit bull with a velociraptor. You get something strong, unpredictable, and kind of beautiful in a terrifying way. The seeds themselves? Hardy. They’ll sprout in stubborn soil, stretch under weak lights, and still come out swinging. Growers love that. Or hate it. Depends who you ask.
I planted three once. Indoors. Closet grow. Thought I knew what I was doing. Week five, the smell hit like a punch in the throat—pine, lemon, something... chemical? Not bad, just sharp. Like it didn’t want to be ignored. Had to rig a fan and a carbon filter with duct tape and prayer. Still stunk up the hallway. My neighbor asked if I was cleaning with turpentine. I said yes. She believed me. I think.
Yield’s solid. Not massive, not sad. Somewhere in the middle. But the potency? Jesus. THC levels can hit 28%, sometimes more. That’s not a typo. It’s the kind of high that starts in your temples and drips down your spine like warm syrup. You’ll laugh at nothing. Then forget why. Then get paranoid about forgetting. Then laugh again. It’s a ride.
Some folks say it’s good for anxiety. I say—maybe. If your anxiety likes being dropkicked into another dimension. It’s intense. Euphoric, yeah, but also kind of... existential? Like it peels back the curtain and shows you the gears turning behind your thoughts. Not always fun. But sometimes necessary.
Outdoor growers? You’ll need sun. Lots. And dry air. Mold hates Alien OG, but it’ll still try to crash the party if you’re sloppy. Keep it trimmed. Let it breathe. Don’t baby it—it’s a fighter—but don’t ignore it either. Like a cat with claws and abandonment issues.
Would I grow it again? Hell yes. Would I smoke it on a Tuesday morning before a Zoom meeting? Absolutely not. This is weekend weed. Camping trip weed. “I need to reset my brain” weed. Respect it or regret it.
Anyway. If you’re looking for something mild, go grab a CBD gummy and take a nap. But if you want to flirt with the outer edges of your own consciousness—Alien OG’s calling. Just... maybe clear your schedule first.