Ron, amazing story!
There are three different types of respect and responsibility that should be considered, IMHO: social, personal, and environmental.
A person who goes to a party Friday night because he has off from work the next day, sends his kids to Auntie's house, and has a cab drive him home after getting smashed is doing this in a socially responsible way.
Getting totally smashed, however, is very hard on the body, and may not be the most PERSONALLY responsible thing to do. But perhaps he could drink less, drink slowly, drink on a full stomach and stay hydrated. (I choose not to use alcohol, but there are some wiser ways to drink than others.)
If the man chooses to get drunk with organic orange juice and hemp vodka, he is taking environmental responsibility into consideration.
Ideally, one should strive for responsibility in all three areas. If the nature of the drug in question cannot adhere to all three, then perhaps the drug in use should be questioned.
Maybe we can even add one for spiritual responsibility?
For example, when I take Kratom, I make sure that I am taking small amounts, infrequently (1-2 times/month), and that it will not hamper my work or relationships in any way. I stay at home. My sources are organic.
HOWEVER, when I drink Ayahuasca or smoke DMT, it pushes me to entirely new levels of responsibility--social, environmental, personal, and spiritual. It always pushes me to a higher standard, and sloppiness in any of these categories invariably results in a harsh/anxiety-producing experience. Pay the credit card. Speak honesty with my friends. Put clean food into my body. So, this is unique, from other "drugs," in that it is the only one that DEMANDS my responsibility before engaging.
Sometimes Cannabis will point out sloppy behavior in the forms of paranoia. But DMT directly connects me with the spirits of all of those who are hurt or endangered by my actions, and moves me to change my actions immediately out of compassion. Kratom, while used responsibly, just makes me feel good.
I had a blast last time I met Quetzacoatl, by the way.
There are three different types of respect and responsibility that should be considered, IMHO: social, personal, and environmental.
A person who goes to a party Friday night because he has off from work the next day, sends his kids to Auntie's house, and has a cab drive him home after getting smashed is doing this in a socially responsible way.
Getting totally smashed, however, is very hard on the body, and may not be the most PERSONALLY responsible thing to do. But perhaps he could drink less, drink slowly, drink on a full stomach and stay hydrated. (I choose not to use alcohol, but there are some wiser ways to drink than others.)
If the man chooses to get drunk with organic orange juice and hemp vodka, he is taking environmental responsibility into consideration.
Ideally, one should strive for responsibility in all three areas. If the nature of the drug in question cannot adhere to all three, then perhaps the drug in use should be questioned.
Maybe we can even add one for spiritual responsibility?
For example, when I take Kratom, I make sure that I am taking small amounts, infrequently (1-2 times/month), and that it will not hamper my work or relationships in any way. I stay at home. My sources are organic.
HOWEVER, when I drink Ayahuasca or smoke DMT, it pushes me to entirely new levels of responsibility--social, environmental, personal, and spiritual. It always pushes me to a higher standard, and sloppiness in any of these categories invariably results in a harsh/anxiety-producing experience. Pay the credit card. Speak honesty with my friends. Put clean food into my body. So, this is unique, from other "drugs," in that it is the only one that DEMANDS my responsibility before engaging.
Sometimes Cannabis will point out sloppy behavior in the forms of paranoia. But DMT directly connects me with the spirits of all of those who are hurt or endangered by my actions, and moves me to change my actions immediately out of compassion. Kratom, while used responsibly, just makes me feel good.
I had a blast last time I met Quetzacoatl, by the way.