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
Black Diamond seeds. Damn. Where do I even start?
They’re not for the faint of heart, that’s for sure. You crack open a pack and—boom—it’s like holding a little vial of chaos. Controlled chaos, maybe. But still. These seeds don’t mess around. They’ve got that deep, earthy funk that creeps up your nose and settles somewhere behind your eyes. Not skunky, not sweet—just… dank. Like a forest floor after rain, if the forest was high as hell and whispering secrets.
I grew a batch once. Indoors. Closet grow, nothing fancy. Thought I knew what I was doing. Thought wrong. These girls stretched like they were reaching for God. Had to tie them down, bend them sideways, whisper apologies. But man, once they flowered? It was like watching velvet bloom. Deep purple buds, almost black under the right light. Sticky as sin. Smelled like crushed berries and diesel and something else I still can’t name. Something ancient.
High? Oh, it hits. Not like a slap—more like a slow, creeping fog. You don’t notice it at first. You’re just sitting there, vibing, and then suddenly your limbs are soup and your brain’s floating somewhere above your head, giggling. It’s heavy. Couch-lock city. But not dumb. You can still think, you just don’t care to. Perfect for zoning out, watching weird documentaries, or just staring at your ceiling fan like it’s a spaceship.
And the yield? Decent. Not massive, but respectable. Quality over quantity, you know? These aren’t commercial workhorses—they’re boutique. Artisan. Like the difference between a gas station burger and something your stoned friend made at 2 a.m. that somehow tastes like magic.
Some folks say it’s a hybrid, leaning indica. I don’t care. Labels are for jars. What matters is how it makes you feel. And Black Diamond makes you feel like you’re wrapped in a warm, fuzzy blanket made of stars and static electricity. It’s weird. It’s wonderful.
Would I grow it again? Hell yes. But I’d give it more room. More respect. Maybe talk to it more. Plants like that. Or maybe I’m just high.
Anyway. If you find these seeds—grab them. Don’t think. Just do it. You’ll thank me later. Or curse me. Either way, you’ll feel something. And that’s the point, isn’t it?