Cannabis has always been pretty hardcore for me, except when I finally created a tolerance in my first year of smoking it. Once a tolerance was built up I was like every other pot head. Its those times when I first started smoking it and after I had quit that were quite a bit different. After DMT it has become more psychedelic, but not nearly as much of a change as I had thought.
Last night I decided to visit some deeper depths of cannabis that had been forgotten, in the past, not experienced for a long time. I have been wanting to visit that deep dark hole that I remember when I was much younger, but pre-dose anxiety for a strong dose of THC has postponed this experience. Until now.
Now I didn't go as far as I had really wanted to, due to a little anxiety, but this experience was enlightening to say the least. I have been trying to refine some things in my head as well as throw out some trash programmed crap up there, and I know THC can be an ally with bringing things to the surface in a strange way that only THC can do.
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I filled the bathtub with hot water, a dim light flooded the room with a relaxing tone. A short table placed next to the tub had my bubbler and some pretty good pot sitting on top. I acclimated to the hot water and while phutureprimitive filled the air with awesome sound waves I took 3 decent sized hits back to back. By the time I was holding in the 3rd hit I was very stoned. It didnt take more than 30 seconds after blowing that out that I reached the beginning of trip mode. I could feel tension in my body, anxiety. I dealt with it and navigated this space for a good hour laying in the tub. CEV's were present, on par with an 8mg DMT dose. More solidified graphics compared to the organice liquidy/energy style that DMT brings. These seemed to have more of a solid material appearance.
My mind was having a hard time staying on one topic, and I would go off on a trippy mental tangent when I did. I kept forgetting the plan but important things were being brought up and I was thankful of that. The mindload (like a body load) was intense to say the least. It was overwhelming. I noticed my hands were shaky as if I had downed a pot of coffee. It was when my cat came in to see what I was doing when the typical THC fry came into play.
I looked at him and realized a crazy strong connection between us. We literally became friends in the last two years (long story). He looked at me and commented. I felt closer to him in that moment, realizing we were companions. I understood him in ways that I neglected before. All of a sudden I felt bad for the times I treated him like just a pet. I decided to get out of the bathtub and go sit.
The next couple hours I reflected on my life, my actions, how I treat myself and others. I literally felt like I was tripping on 1g of mushrooms but with a different sensation. I ate ice cream, bonded with my cat, laid in bed and meditated. I came up with ingenious ideas that were forgotten as fast as they were realized. I sat there in awe of this crazy machine we call life, and these cyborg bodies we maneuver through it with. I recieved some answers that I had been looking for and I am going to try and apply them. Although the memory of them feels faint, as if they could just blow away in the wind if I fail to keep my focus on them.
Approx 3.5 hours of straight tripping on THC, passing out before I had even started coming down. 1 of the "ingenious" ideas I managed to remember was this feeling that when we isolate ourselves to have "alone time" to meditate or whatever we actually disconnect from the collective consciousness to experience being alone. When I realized this I had this super strong feeling of being alone, by myself, with no connection to the rest of the world. Like I had temporarily become my own entity separate from the rest. This felt like a good thing but also brought with it a strong sense of loneliness. It also seemed like this was a necessary function of our consciousness in order to perform certain tasks that require disconnection from our bodies (astral travel, dreams, DMT ect.). Cool idea anyway.
Last night I decided to visit some deeper depths of cannabis that had been forgotten, in the past, not experienced for a long time. I have been wanting to visit that deep dark hole that I remember when I was much younger, but pre-dose anxiety for a strong dose of THC has postponed this experience. Until now.
Now I didn't go as far as I had really wanted to, due to a little anxiety, but this experience was enlightening to say the least. I have been trying to refine some things in my head as well as throw out some trash programmed crap up there, and I know THC can be an ally with bringing things to the surface in a strange way that only THC can do.
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I filled the bathtub with hot water, a dim light flooded the room with a relaxing tone. A short table placed next to the tub had my bubbler and some pretty good pot sitting on top. I acclimated to the hot water and while phutureprimitive filled the air with awesome sound waves I took 3 decent sized hits back to back. By the time I was holding in the 3rd hit I was very stoned. It didnt take more than 30 seconds after blowing that out that I reached the beginning of trip mode. I could feel tension in my body, anxiety. I dealt with it and navigated this space for a good hour laying in the tub. CEV's were present, on par with an 8mg DMT dose. More solidified graphics compared to the organice liquidy/energy style that DMT brings. These seemed to have more of a solid material appearance.
My mind was having a hard time staying on one topic, and I would go off on a trippy mental tangent when I did. I kept forgetting the plan but important things were being brought up and I was thankful of that. The mindload (like a body load) was intense to say the least. It was overwhelming. I noticed my hands were shaky as if I had downed a pot of coffee. It was when my cat came in to see what I was doing when the typical THC fry came into play.
I looked at him and realized a crazy strong connection between us. We literally became friends in the last two years (long story). He looked at me and commented. I felt closer to him in that moment, realizing we were companions. I understood him in ways that I neglected before. All of a sudden I felt bad for the times I treated him like just a pet. I decided to get out of the bathtub and go sit.
The next couple hours I reflected on my life, my actions, how I treat myself and others. I literally felt like I was tripping on 1g of mushrooms but with a different sensation. I ate ice cream, bonded with my cat, laid in bed and meditated. I came up with ingenious ideas that were forgotten as fast as they were realized. I sat there in awe of this crazy machine we call life, and these cyborg bodies we maneuver through it with. I recieved some answers that I had been looking for and I am going to try and apply them. Although the memory of them feels faint, as if they could just blow away in the wind if I fail to keep my focus on them.
Approx 3.5 hours of straight tripping on THC, passing out before I had even started coming down. 1 of the "ingenious" ideas I managed to remember was this feeling that when we isolate ourselves to have "alone time" to meditate or whatever we actually disconnect from the collective consciousness to experience being alone. When I realized this I had this super strong feeling of being alone, by myself, with no connection to the rest of the world. Like I had temporarily become my own entity separate from the rest. This felt like a good thing but also brought with it a strong sense of loneliness. It also seemed like this was a necessary function of our consciousness in order to perform certain tasks that require disconnection from our bodies (astral travel, dreams, DMT ect.). Cool idea anyway.
