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Ever cracked open a bag of Cataract Kush seeds? No? Then you’re missing out on something sticky, dark, and just a little bit dangerous. These little bastards don’t mess around. Bred from LA Confidential and OG Kush—two heavyweights in their own right—this strain doesn’t whisper. It growls.
First time I grew it, I didn’t know what the hell I was doing. Tossed a few seeds in some half-assed soil, forgot to pH the water, and still—still—ended up with these squat, dense bushes reeking like pine tar and diesel fumes. It’s forgiving like that. Not easy, exactly, but it doesn’t punish you for being human. That’s rare.
Indica-dominant, sure, but it’s not just couch-lock and munchies. There’s this weird cerebral twist that sneaks in around the third hit. You’re melting into the cushions, yeah, but also thinking about the nature of time or why your ex still haunts your dreams. It’s introspective. A little cruel. But honest.
The buds? Dense as hell. Like green rocks dipped in powdered sugar, with those deep purple streaks that show up if you treat her right. Smells like someone lit a pine forest on fire and then tried to put it out with coffee grounds. Funky. Earthy. Not for the faint of nose.
Grow-wise, they’re short and stocky—perfect for tight indoor setups. Flowering time’s around 8-9 weeks, give or take. You’ll want to top them early, maybe even train them a bit. They respond well to stress, oddly enough. Like they thrive on a little chaos. Don’t we all?
Medical users say it helps with pain, insomnia, anxiety. I say it helps with shutting the world up for a while. Which, honestly, might be the same thing.
One warning: don’t overdo it. This isn’t your giggly, social smoke. This is your “turn off the phone, put on a weird movie, and forget your name for a few hours” kind of strain. Respect it, or it’ll flatten you like a cartoon anvil.
Anyway. If you’re looking for something mellow and polite, look elsewhere. Cataract Kush doesn’t ask for permission. It just shows up, kicks off its boots, and takes over your night.