What does it feel like to be high?

Ive only been smoking for a month or two with only 3 sesh and the first time was a bowl and the last time was a bong. my friends got the best shit, (high off about 2-3 hits from bong) Be sure you are in a comfortable place with a friend and not hiding from anything. This may cause you to have a bad paranoid trip.(it sucks so much) but can easialy be cured by frcing yourself to think happpy thoughts.
 
Hung-upedness

There is also the experience, known clinically as “Hung-upedness,”

which strikes everyone regardless of race, creed, color, political

posture or place of national origin of the grass. Small tasks or

insignificant things take on tremendous importance and interest. Often

you find yourself doing some little thing over and over, like

scratching, or picking lint off of your dog, or staring at a tiny spot

on the wall. Sometimes when you run into the kitchen to find out what

happened to your friend (see above if you’ve forgotten about your

friend), you’ll find her closely examining the tiny splashes that the

dripping water makes in the sink. She probably has forgotten all about

the Tab that she wanted so badly - which is just as well. Dietetic soft

drinks are for the weak in spirit anyway.

Time distortion and hung-upedness act together quite often, and you

find yourself doing something inane for a long time and thoroughly

enjoying it, even though every now and then you think you’ve been doing

it forever.

When you do do something dumb, such as to watch “The Price Is

Right,” or “The Flying Nun” on T.V., another symptom is revealed. After

staring like idiots at the show for eighteen minutes, someone will ask,

“Why are we watching this stupid nonsense?” You will all turn and smile

and nod at the one who asked the question, then resume your watching,

as will he who spoke, until the show has concluded. Why? Because a

basic truth about being stoned is that everything is good. Nothing is

bad. Some things are phenomenally good, but nothing is phenomenally bad

(except getting arrested - but even that’s a learning experience.)

Funnyness

This is one of the most pleasant and exciting psychological changes

which occurs. There’s a little spot in your mind which tells you when

you think something is funny and grass expands that little spot until

that little spot takes over and everything is funny. Everything. Your

friend’s teeth are a riot. A simple “Hello”brings on storms of

laughter. And something which is genuinely funny, like hearing a good

joke or watching the Marx Brothers can turn you into a convulsive

maniac, writhing in agony and pleading for help. Going out in public in

this mood can be a risky act because of the laughing problem, as you

find yourself laughing at people who are not stoned and fail to see

what is so amusing. Sometimes they hit you.

Passivity and Inertia

Passivity is another of the signposts of the stoned condition.

Everyone is more passive when stoned than when straight. This does not

mean that everyone is passive when stoned in the pure sense of passive.

Hell’s Angels get stoned a lot and they’re not passive. They’re mean

and nasty. But imagine just how mean and nasty they’d be without grass.

They’d probably get rid of their little bikes and buy tanks and steam

rollers to run you over with.

The story which capsulizes this passivity isn’t very funny, but it’s

valid. If you haven’t heard it before we claim to have made it up.

Three men come to a walled city at midnight. A sign on the bolted door

on the wall to the city reads, “This Door Will Remain Locked Until 9

A.M. Tomorrow Morning.” Just by coincidence, the three men happen to be

an alcoholic, an acid head, and a user of grass. (Yeah, you guessed it.

It’s one of those rotten three part jokes.) After reading the sign, the

alcoholic says, “Let’s break down the door.” The acid head says, “Let’s

just float through the keyhole.” And the grass user says, “Let’s sit

down and wait for tomorrow morning.”

See, we told you it wasn’t funny, but it’s true. And true is more

important than funny. Of course, when you’ve got a funny truth, then

you’ve got something.

One of the reasons for this passive feeling is the law of inertia,

which results from the fact that whatever you’re doing at the moment is

too good to leave.

If you’re lying quietly in bed listening to music and enjoying your

ecstatic joy, someone invariably says, “Let’s go out.” They want to

take a walk, or eat, or whatever. This becomes the last thing in the

world you want to do. All you want is to lie there and listen to the

music. But finally you get up, put on your clothes, and start to go -

and now you’re filled with excitement about your adventure. Nobody, no

matter what, could ever get you back into that bed. Well, maybe not

nobody.

The rule is that your body, if in motion, will tend to stay in

motion unless acted upon by an outside force; and if it is at rest, it

will tend to stay at rest, unless acted on by an outside force. Say

that’s pretty good.

This whole thing could be very dangerous to your budget if you

happen to wander into a store while stoned. Because you will like

everything, you’ll want to start buying things. And once you start,

it’s hard to stop. So avoid stores of any kind, especially

supermarkets. They are the deadliest because they combine these

qualities with that of the importance of food. Enter a supermarket and

you will ram things into your shopping cart that you never noticed

before, like Pez candy or banana flavored Maypo. You can’t possibly

pass by the smoked oyster section - those pleading eyes and those

little tails wagging with joy at seeing you. And at the checkout stand

you’ll probably make an offer on the shopping cart because it’s fun to

get pushed around in. And you’re going to be very confused the next day

as to what to do with twelve pounds of mangoes.

Our friend Ernie once let this buying tendency get the better of

him. One day when we were in his posh Highland Avenue apartment, we

noticed a hundred and twenty assorted little glass pigs sitting on four

walnut bookshelves hanging on the wall. You know, the kind you buy

along with a pole lamp, just after you graduate college. We didn’t

think Ernie was the kind of guy who’d collect little glass pigs, so we

asked him about them. “I don’t collect them,” he said sounding slightly

angry. “I bought them all at once last week when I was stoned.” “What

do you do with them?” we asked in unison. “Nothing,” he answered.

“Don’t you ever look at them?” “Yeah,” he said, “sometimes. But only if

I’m stoned.”
 
haha i was laughing about that guy a few days ago. like a cop is going to go undercover, create a name on a skiing website, try to get people to meet him to smoke, all so he can fine them like 100 bucks for possession. its ridiculous.

not to mention that she never asked anyone for pot anyway, she was just asking people about their experiences with it, which isnt even close to enough for them to get busted for anything.
 
nice...

but girl come to toronto and i will blaze you for free anytime

its like everything is happy

eveyone is chil and you feel real chil

shits funny like a fucking cd man that shit trippy

you might want a bunch of food or drink your mouth sometimes gets a bit dry

and is you have custy cron like moldy and shit you will feel like shit and want to hide or go to sleep... your trip will suck ya

don't smoke to much your first time and remember to breath in after you pull off the spliff
 
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