Originally posted by IanDork107
Cutter's just a druggie trying to pass himself off as an intellectual.
druggie's are intellectuals silly!
uh... i mean... yea.
you know, there's okay drugs, good drugs, bad drugs. to be honest, it's all on personal preferance. if you don't like drugs, don't do 'em. if you can take them responsibly, go nuts (wait... that's not respons...).
i was introduced to pot a few years ago, and alcohol when i was 13. i have not seen a more destructive drug than alcohol, but in moderation, it can be a pleasant way to spend some evenings. i have never had ecstacy, heroin, crack, cocaine, lsd, etc. i fear ecstacy for the very fact of how often it's laced with something else, such as pcp and stuff like that. in a diluted and safe format, i'm sure it might be tolerable, but otherwise, it's just to dangerous off the streets, but that only goes to show how our government likes to regulate things.
i have a friend, who's had two very TERRIBLE trips on pot, not lsd, ecstacy, or anything crazy and excessive, but POT. i remember i had the first toke, then my bro, and then my friend. and the shit was terribly old, it was practically dirt, very ugly shit. then we were watching a movie (i don't remember which one! ... a testatament to the memory argument u guys were having there...). and my friend started laughing and getting the giggles, quickly me and my bro got jealous and were wondering what he got that we didn't. And a little while later he started saying "man, i'm not feeling so good..." and we were like "dude, you alright?"... "nah man... " and then later he went to the restroom. he was vomiting his lungs up... off pot! i've never seen such a thing.
anyway that was the first time. after the second time, we concluded he must be allergic to sweet mary jane. so we were like "no more for him". and he hasn't done it since. as for the rest of us, our bodies are quite tolerant.
i have another friend, who's been an alcoholic for over twelve years. his life is a sad, sad story... so sad i don't want to get into it. if pot is deemed so terrible a thing that it's harmful and should be illegal, the world must be blind to allow such drugs as alcohol to continue to be legal. but we know why it is. the government tried to prohobit it, but what happened? gangs sold bootlegs and made gold mines off it while the government prohobited it. then it was reintroduced to america, and the gangs that thrived off the bootlegging slowly began to lose their footholds.
freevibe.com has an entre site dedicated to "facts" about drugs. facts like "drugs are bad, mmmkay". well i was raised with that bullshit, and the backlash against it is obvious. i live in california, the very definition of me being here means i've probably smoked pot before. i was particularly raised in the south valley, and believe the vast majority of people smoke pot. now, how can a society of potheads function if indeed it is so distracting in how to operate? i have many friends that are leading successful lives, are not addicted, and take pot in moderation. like satori said, it's the horror stories you hear about that is ALL you hear about. the drug culture is just that... a "culture", it is a way of being.... a way of life. native americans used poettii (did i spell that right?) in ceremonies and rituals as apart of their culture, that's how big the drug influence was. if drugs are so destructive, how did their culture survive?
people who simply dub drugs for losers, are ignorant of what drugs are. you can't judge it unless you've done it. if you don't know what it feels like first hand, shut ur face. it's like judging a book before you read it, it simply doesn't add up. for those who have done drugs and didn't like them, well, you have every right to protest, i only ask you take a mature stance (which has for the most part been done well on these forums, and i personally appreciate that).
i remember a time i smoked over a friend's of mine, and we were in this garage (yes, how stereotypical). my friend was playing guitar, and some dude i don't remember was jamming on the drums. now, my friend has this neil young / stevie ray vaughn / santana / metallica / black sabbath - style on guitars. and they were just jamming out. and i was just sitting on this couch and i started headbanging. the beat was amazing, and the fact i was high just made the rhythm even more mind blowing. it's like falling into a sea of ecstacy (no reference to the drug here).
i take pot in moderation, and for me it helps calm my nerves after my stressful week. it's a weekly thing for me. i was without pot from july to december of last year. and it's not like i'm addicted, but my stressful schedule without pot was very, very shitty. i had no way of releasing myself on the weekends. i worked 35 hours a week and was going to school full-time. and then i had homework, it was a very disasterous schedule. it was the most depressed i'd ever been in my life, alone, work, school, a long ass commute every day. i was operating on a little over twelve hours of sleep for a week, every week. to be honest, it's the most sober i've ever been, but i remember only images of my day. i'd remember the mirror, the showerhead at 4:30 in the morning, and then me waiting at the train station, then all of a sudden i'd be in class downtown. this trip is about two hours every morning, about an hour to get to the train, and an hour on the train. the way back took three hours because of traffic.
anyway, that's a long story i'm just gonna shut up about, point is my life without pot is shitty and depressing. with it, i can release my pain and relax, allowing me to operate, and do that homework, and study for that final. however, i only use it when i wanna relax, if my week isn't so stressful, i don't need it, and sometimes i go without it for a month or two. since early january, my schedule and workload has decreased significantly, and i haven't done it all that often.
when i saw opeth friday nite i smoked half a fat joint, and damn, that put me right in the fucking zone. i don't think you have to smoke pot to enjoy music, but i sure enjoy it. and when i saw my favorite band on stage for the first time, no more than five feet away from me, i had the time of my life. it's simply beyond words how i felt. i can only describe it as: i was in heaven (yes, hence the use of the word "high"). but with the beautiful music that i loved dearly, it was just a much more beautiful moment. i remember actually crying and laughing, while headbanging and singing. the show was a very big emotional release for me. and since, i've just been happy and mellow. i can't tell you how relaxed i feel right now, i'm just happy still after two days of the show. i had a great time, and being high interconnected me with the moment, and made the length of one riff an eternity.
i remember when they opened with the leper affinity, at the very end they played a jazzed-out drum beat. i think it's 8 minutes into the song on the original recording. the guitars and the drums in this moment had an awesome groove. i was moving to it, with the rest of the crowd, and it just felt great. when they played advent (at 5 minutes in the original song), that clean guitar effect played with the rest of the band... LIVE is one of the most amazing things i've ever heard, and friday nite, it was fucking amazing. i could just feel the rhythm, and most enjoyable was the way the clean guitar effect would seem to echo off the walls (which obviously didn't happen, at least at my angle), but it sounded like it was. and when they played deliverance (at 7:40 in the original track), that heavy riff that backs the solo and vocals, i could've sworn remembering them play it extra long, without vocals or lead guitar, just that riff alone. either they did play it that way, or i was stuck in that riff in my own world for a good five minutes which seemed like an eternity in its own right. it was simply an amazing feeling.
i could go on and on (and i know i did to some extent) on how pot influenced how i felt that night, but it didn't take away how great the experience was, in fact, it just multiplied it higher than i could have ever imagined. a "symbiotic" experience as some might call it.
i'm not trying to come off as an intelligent person, but if i do, then that's my own fault. i'd like to think i am, of course, but that's for others to judge; otherwise, i just like to live in the moment. and nobody could ever take those away from me and make them go sour, it's just impossible.
is pot harmless? no, i don't think so; but neither are the very legal cigarettes or alcohol. is pot harmful? it can be if the individual doesn't understand its properties and its proper use and takes it for granted that other drugs would not have an unexpected outcome.
as chapelle said it, "i love mary jane!" (referencing both the weed... and the pussy
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