I hate the stuff, it makes me paranoid and I think way too much. I dwell over small details and run through them over and over again. The only time I would enjoy it is just before sleeping. Anyway, I'm off to OC to smoke...
I used to like the rush I would get from being around people and trying to overcome the paranoia that came with smoking. Had to quit when I realized I had wasted three years of my life doing basically nothing. I don't think it would be bad to do once in awhile, alone, to help me step back and play with my N some.
"How dreadful!" cried Lord Henry. "I can stand brute force, but brute reason is quite unbearable. There is something unfair about its use. It is hitting below the intellect." ~ Oscar Wilde - The picture of Dorian Gray
It's in my nature to be an experimenter..even if I was completely against it, I'd still have to try it..but I'm not against it.
Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way?
I really enjoy weed, but it fucks with the rest of my life in ways I don't enjoy. I look shrooms too, but they're harder to access and harder to ingest. The experience feels almost the same to me, though.