The Experience; From Start to Finish.

[GHoSToKeR]

We've all been through The Experience. Most of us have been through it too many times to even remember. Hell, if we hadn't then we wouldn't be posting on this website. But how many times do we actually stop and think about what we're doing? We pack the bowl, roll the joint, prepare the [insert favourite smoking device here], but I - and, I imagine, most people - am usually so preoccupied with the comings and goings of every day life, the constant chattering of the television in the corner of the room, the worries about what to wear, say, eat and do, that I never have time (or the clarity of mind) to actually sit back and reflect on The Experience. So, sit back with me as I smoke this bong (it's been sitting next to the keyboard for oh, five minutes now, but I can't sleep so I saved it for this) and share this moment and my understanding of it with you. Here I go...

The Experience

From Start...

As I lowered the flame on to the bud, and seeing as how i'm in such a reflective and introspective mood, I realised how lucky we are; that nature has provided us with this 'gift', this escape. This wonderful plant - no different from any other apart from the way it effects some of the creatures on this planet - has been given to us to make the most of. Thinking this, I smiled as I lit up.

I coughed slightly. I'm in no way a veteran smoker, but i've consumed my fair share of bud, and for my age I am relatively experienced, but I still cough every time I take a hit from a bong or a bowl, or the first toke of a joint. In a way I enjoy this cough, or at least appreciate it for what it is - a reminder that you can never completely know what to expect when you light up; that no matter how much of a stoner you may think you are, you can still utter a small "Ahem" after the first toke.

'The cough', for me, is the first reminder that i'm in for a great, sometimes even profound, experience; The Experience.

As the first wave of THC starts to creep in to every atom of my brain, my mind begins to fog up. (I just laughed at something, and I don't know what it was. I love this part.) Strangely, with this 'fog' comes an immense sense of clarity. A sense of understanding. This feeling of understanding is like no other. Everything from from physics to composing music seems so simple, and yet complicated at the same time; I can see past all the complications to the fundamental principles of everything.

As an example, I just read something in the local newspaper. A local politician is causing a lot of problems for the local government because he refuses to take down his website, a website on which he has posted many derogatry comments about his colleagues. Alot of people would just think he's being an asshole, and maybe he is, but when enjoying The Experience, even silly things like that can become so complex and so simple at the same time. I seem to be able to understand his motives behind making these comments about his colleagues, why he refuses to take the comments or his website down. I seem to be able to see how he is only doing what he's been 'programmed' to do. He was born, and from that moment on everything he knows, everything he does, is all a product of his upbringing - he is refusing to do these things because that is what he's been taught to do. I can imagine what this guy's childhood must have been like, how his parents treated him, how their parents treated them, and so on. I can see his whole pattern of behaviour as a kind of map to his past. I don't know if i'm making sense, but in a strange way, I know I am.

Wow. I think i've got to the 'zoning out' stage already. One minute I was focused on one thing, one task, and then BAM, 15 minutes have passed and I realised i'd just been sitting there tripping out to the music i'm listening to (Red Hot Chili Peppers - Blood Sugar Sex Magik). This part of The Experience is a strange one. In a way it's almost refreshing, to ride the wave of your imagination, for an instance becoming so engrossed in your own thoughts that you forget about the world around you. And yet, it's somewhat disorientating, confusing. Almost as if our brains have not progressed enough to handle the 'level' that cannabis can put us on, and resorts to expressing this feeling as a kind of bewilderment. Woah, I don't know if it's just me, but I must still be at the 'understanding' stage to be able to analize myself like that. Or maybe not. I'll look at this tomorrow and see if any of that made sense.

As much as I try, I can't seem to be able to express enough the feeling, the comprehension, the euphoria that cannabis gives you. I mean, writing is what I do, what I love doing, and yet words fail me.

I think for now i'll leave you with that, if you even managed to decipher paragraph after paragraph of my inane drivvle. Smoke on guys. Peace and Love. Be Cool

...To Finish

GHoSToKeR Reviewed by GHoSToKeR on 04-13-2005. The Experience; From Start to Finish. We've all been through The Experience. Most of us have been through it too many times to even remember. Hell, if we hadn't then we wouldn't be posting on this website. But how many times do we actually stop and think about what we're doing? We pack the bowl, roll the joint, prepare the , but I - and, I imagine, most people - am usually so preoccupied with the comings and goings of every day life, the constant chattering of the television in the corner of the room, the worries about what to Rating: 5

[Rarrr]

Every time I smoke up I try and enjoy the high as much as I can. 'The Experience' is what drives us to continue smoking weed . I tend to just sit back and relax while stoned and save the thinking for other drugs (eg acid). I think weed sort of puts things in perspective, when stoned i find most of the things people would consider quite humerous. These topics seem so trivial with clear thinking but being stoned sort of brings basic sense to the issue.

As an example, I just read something in the local newspaper. A local politician is causing a lot of problems for the local government because he refuses to take down his website, a website on which he has posted many derogatry comments about his colleagues. Alot of people would just think he's being an asshole, and maybe he is, but when enjoying The Experience, even silly things like that can become so complex and so simple at the same time. I seem to be able to understand his motives behind making these comments about his colleagues, why he refuses to take the comments or his website down. I seem to be able to see how he is only doing what he's been 'programmed' to do. He was born, and from that moment on everything he knows, everything he does, is all a product of his upbringing - he is refusing to do these things because that is what he's been taught to do. I can imagine what this guy's childhood must have been like, how his parents treated him, how their parents treated them, and so on. I can see his whole pattern of behaviour as a kind of map to his past. I don't know if i'm making sense, but in a strange way, I know I am.

Its experiences that makes us who we are. Our minds are set to a default while growing up but as we get older we may find ourselves questioning these 'defaults' of our mind. To be able to pinpoint someones life based on their behaviour would be impossible however we can get a general idea of peoples past (through their behaviour) but i guess the more we know someone the more we learn about them.
Anyway keep smokin man, cannabis is a good thing

[KellisJ2003]

Ghost, that was a great piece you wrote. I know that when it is time to sit down with your friends, you are too worried about getting high quickly and conversing with your friends along with looking forward to "the experience" of listning to good music, and basically taking your life in and analyzing it. I am not saying this is a bad thing, because these are some of the things that make weed great. I find that the best way to enjoy the experience of smoking pot is to smoke it by yourself. There are no distractions. Just you and the plant. Is it just me or do any of you do this to? Right before I take my first hit, I stare at the bowl I have just packed, and think to myself. "Right now I am completely sober, and in a few seconds I will be on my towards a journey through my own mind. I then take the hit, and hold it in for as long as I can knowing whats to come, and at the same time, having no idea what I am in for. That is the great thing about Marijuana. It takes all of the problems of your life, and puts them in a spot of your mind where you look past this and only see the good things in your life. That is why I smoke.

[Rarrr]

I think weed sort of puts things in perspective, when stoned i find most of the things people would consider quite humerous

Oops, meant to be "I think weed sort of puts things into perspective, when stoned i find what most would consider trivial to be quite humerous.

[GHoSToKeR]

thanks kellisJ2003 and Rarrr

Kellis, I agree - smoking with friends is awesome, and I love it, but it's completely different to smoking on your own. I occasionally smoke by myself and in some ways I prefer it, but then I love being with people, so there you go. Ummm... so.... what i'm saying is.. I can't make up my mind. Helpful, eh?

[GreenGaucho]

Wow. I think i've got to the 'zoning out' stage already. One minute I was focused on one thing, one task, and then BAM, 15 minutes have passed and I realised i'd just been sitting there tripping out to the music i'm listening to (Red Hot Chili Peppers - Blood Sugar Sex Magik).

You definitely chose some kick-ass music to listen to. <333 Red Hot Chili Peppers.

[Etrain]

Yes Ghost, I can relate. I don't know what else to say. Good little thread : )

[Rarrr]

You definitely chose some kick-ass music to listen to. <333 Red Hot Chili Peppers

I agree, Blood Sugar Sex Magic is one of the best albums to listen to while stoned

[GREEN DUDE]

Holly Shit

That was a good peace 100/100 for that one man.

i do most my thinking when im smoked
and thats when i get most of my ideas.

I Think THC ups ur brain freq. some how
( Just A thought)

[4252]

Great thread! Glad you're back, Ghost.

The other Experience;
This kid named James Marshall Hendrix wanted to be somebody. His dad, Al, raised him alone, I read somewhere. his mother was kind of wild and split. He played guitar on a broom, but it didn't have the tone he was after, so he got an Airline or Silvertone, I forget which. Was a paratrooper in the 101st, liked tp fly and jump, and had a band called The King Casuals during his time in the service. When he got out, he did sessions and backups for The Isley Bros., Little Richard, etc. Tried a few drugs, played guitar a lot, and was Jimmy James for a while. Traded his Fender Duo-Sonic for a Strat, back when Jeff Baxter was still a clerk at Mannys or Sam Ash, and played his ass off. Did acid, started getting noticed for his style and energy. Nobody else played like that; maybe he was from another planet, I don't know. Got that little 3 piece band together, with a lot of help, as he wasn't much on administration, just wanted to play. Was in the right place at the right time, and somehow knew it, unlike most of the rest of us. Lived like life was a playground, but somehow managed to treat music as if it was the only thing that mattered, and maybe, for him it was. He was careless, vain, immature, self indulgent, and clowned around on stage way too much, but managed to change history in spite of all the parasites that wanted a piece of him. And in spite of his own flaws. If he hadn't died so early, in such a stupid manner, there's no telling what music would look like today.

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