so im not sure as to why, but i haven't been receiving all of my notifications, in fact now that i look through my old posts, i see that i've only been receiving a fraction... i meant to weigh-in sooner, oh well.
in the past, like when i started smoking, i'd smoke a TON bowl after bowl after bowl. and i must say, those were good times. (me and my first smoking buddy)laughing uncontrollably over the most simple things for a half hour, laughing at each other laughing at each other, trippy sounds, etc. we even went so far as to go and search out sounds that we liked. another time we got so damn hungry that we decided to make a cooking show. which basically ended up being me and my buddy (whom you might have seen recently) using made up names and shitty british/russian/australian accents (all merged together in one sentence) while eating and chasing each other around the house with eggs tomatoes and handfuls of flour and chucking them at each other being absurd. we'd do stuff like that any time anyones parents would go out of town. man i miss those days. sometimes i'd hear sounds that would slowly build on themselves until i'd be hearing a well orchestrated musical piece; and as soon as i'd start to say something like "hey man, what the fuck, do you hear.. *pause mid sentence as it disappeared* WOW im tripping" and then bust out into another fit of laughter. weed was entirely psychedelic for me (as well as him) back then, i'd see infinitely elaborate landscapes of color and reapeating patterns making up nonrepeating patterns that made up more repeating patterns and so forth. i'd see images of things like grass clippers, clear as day chopping open and closed extraordinarily fast, that would then morph into a dog or something leaping into the air and then morphing back into fractallesce patterns ever changing in scale. the boundaries of those TRIPS were un-excelled by anything we'd ever witnessed to that point. it was pure bliss.
then something happened. the time passed and i smoked more and more and something crept in that i hadn't noticed. i started getting less and less high every time until it simply became a 'buzz'. going from having the sensation that i was literally doing backflips in my mind (and feeling like i was going to fall on my head

) to virtually no visuals, no sensations, just apathy and being tired. it was like being in the land of the lotus eaters. i did this for maybe two years, got arrested, and quit for about 8-9 months. since then i've been alot smarter about this shit, not only not bringing it in public anymore, but also not smoking NEARLY as much as i used to. granted i started smoking consistently again after all that, but never again with such a carefree disillusionment. i know now that as fun as that time was, those times are simply gone, and i realize just how much really is at stake every time i light up now. it's not to say that i dont enjoy it anymore or dont still have fun with it, i have just become a creature of cadence instead of habit.
as it is now, i no longer smoke socially, i feel like it's time wasted (in larger groups mostly and especially) because it's like, "ok, hell yeah, let's smoke!" and everyone rushes to the conclusion, we smoke a bunch, and then we're all high, standing around, and some jackoff ruins, what could be a very potentially powerful moment or event, by going "....soooooo...." forcing his uncomfort with him/herself upon us, which instantly makes everyone stop and analyze, then go "what are we doing?" and then it's like a pressure has been forced upon us to now come up with some miraculous fun thing to do or else we are wasting our time. what happened to the wonderful conversation that was going on effortlesly before you so rudely interrupted? "oh shit man, i totally forgot". more silence. "....soooooo......." i just want to say something like "fuck you, shut up or leave" but my better side comes around when prompted "....what you guys wanna do?...." i say something like "i dunno".. of course i don't know! i was perfectly enjoying the relaxing social environment, and would still be, even in the times of extended silence, but you had to go and ruin my buzz, ruin the group vibe with your conditioned automated response, and now everyone feels out of place, like their is something that we were supposed to be doing all along instead of just taking it in, and enjoying the fact that we simply exist and that we can be close to each other, and are close with each other, in a physical way, but now also in a mental way.
so nowadays i try to avoid those people, and i dont really smoke in a group anymore, unless it's my best friends that i know will produce nothing but comfortable air. even some of my closest friends i dont enjoy smoking with anymore simply because i feel that they don't get it. when i smoke now, that is when i smoke an entire bowl with someone or some people, it's to enjoy myself, i don't put any kind of pressure on myself to do anything. it's at night, when things are winding down, or while camping or being on the lake or something of the like. i try to make it a scenario where i most likely i won't
have to have any serious conversation or make any serious judgement calls. i realize that after the high, or rather while over the peak of being high, even the most intelligent and articulate speakers social skills and logic/spacial memory turns to that of a well rounded 5 year old. short answers, and not much fervor at all as opposed to say, an hour earlier... it's bullshit. i have become tired of being tired. i enjoy being able to think clearly, or to THINK at all, instead of being almost entirely distracted by my own inner dialogue while someone talks to me (rather at me).
for a while i was smoking before i'd workout, which btw, is AMAZING for cranking or pushing yourself to the limit, as you dont notice the lactic acid buildup nearly as much, and you are much more in tune with rhythms and patterns (that can be associated with the repetitive movements of working out). but i quickly found out that this only works when ones tolerance is very low, and it only works for about a half hour to an hour, after that you've reached all you can do and anything else is a waste of time and effort, not to mention just how DRAINED you feel afterwards. physically and mentally. i generally need a couple hours after that to recuperate. so i've abandoned that now as well. i couldn't keep my tolerance low enough because i'd almost invariably be smoking later in the day too(which is another point all together, that is, smoking multiple times in one day).
so anyways, these days i don't really smoke that much any more. or if i do ill only take a hit or so, and it's generally not during daylight hours. i dont enjoy it anymore(when it's a habitual thing, or the social scenario is dependant on it...). granted my tolerance is still working it's way back down, so im not getting as high as i could. but since i've been on this lighter regimen, i find that i get really high again, off of only one hit for the most part. i can get that feeling again that i once had as a child! im not all the way back there yet, im not seeing myself doing crazy backflips in my mind again yet

, but i think full abstinence for a while would do it. i believe im on the verge of stopping altogether for a while. not quitting, but a serious break. the longest break i had before was about 8-9 months, so if i do it, i want it to be something comparable to that, so that when i do decide to do it again, it will be entirely magical. the way it was experienced the first times and imo the way that it should be experienced.
weed is a psychedelic. thanks for reading.