ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Satellite OG seeds. Man, where do I even start? These little bastards are like space fuel for your brain—dense, sticky, loud. Not loud like music, loud like your thoughts start screaming at you in surround sound. You crack open a jar and it’s like someone slapped a pine tree with a lemon and lit it on fire. That smell? Unreal. Makes your nose twitch. Makes your mouth water. Makes you forget what you were doing two seconds ago.
Grown right, Satellite OG throws down. Thick buds, frosty like they’ve been dipped in powdered sugar and left in a freezer overnight. The kind of nugs that make you pause mid-trim just to admire the geometry. And the high—Jesus. It doesn’t creep. It arrives. Like a meteor. One minute you’re chillin’, next minute you’re on the moon trying to remember your own name. Heavy behind the eyes. Legs go soft. Couch becomes a black hole. You’re not going anywhere, buddy.
But it’s not just a knockout. There’s a weird clarity too. Like your brain’s floating above your body, watching you melt into the cushions. You’re stoned, sure, but you’re also thinking about the nature of time and whether squirrels have emotions. It’s that kind of ride. Makes you laugh at dumb shit. Makes you cry at commercials. Makes you text your ex, then delete it. Dangerous. Beautiful.
Growing it? Not for the lazy. She’s picky. Likes her space, hates humidity, throws tantrums if you overfeed her. But if you treat her right—give her love, patience, maybe whisper to her when no one’s looking—she’ll reward you with something special. Something that smells like the inside of a spaceship and hits like a freight train made of velvet.
Some folks say OG strains are played out. That they’ve had their moment. Nah. That’s like saying guitars are outdated because synths exist. Satellite OG is proof that old-school can still slap. Hard. It’s not trendy. It’s timeless. Like a leather jacket or a good insult.
I’ve seen people underestimate it. Roll a fat one, puff like it’s mid-grade, then just . . . vanish. Eyes redder than Mars. Mouth dry as chalk. Smiling like idiots. It’s not for the faint of heart. Or the overly productive. This is sit-your-ass-down-and-feel-something weed. You don’t smoke Satellite OG and go run errands. You smoke it and stare at your cat for 45 minutes wondering if she knows your secrets.
So yeah. Satellite OG seeds. Grow them if you dare. Smoke them if you’re ready. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.