Okay, In this post I am going to discuss weed. This will be my only weed-based post. So enjoy.
First, I just want to clarify that I am for the decriminalization of marijuana- therefore, you may find this post to be slightly biased... well, too bad! This is my blog, so if you want to read it, you can suck it up.
First and foremost, I do not consider weed to be a drug. Things I do consider to be drugs are heroin, cocaine, acid, alcohol, tobacco and prescription drugs. Notice, 3 of the 6 I listed are legal.
I'm going to begin by saying that if you were to look at a chart plotting substance abuse and substance dependency on the y and x axes (you can find such a chart on wikipedia) you would find alcohol and tobacco to be just below heroin and cocaine, and marijuana to be significantly lower. Yet, our society allows alcohol and tobacco to be legal. CRAZY! And I bet, if you ask yourself about some people that you know who smoke weed more often than they drink alcohol you would most likely agree that this person is much more in control of their life and doing significantly less damage on their brain and body.
Marijuana is a plant. The active ingredient is Tetrahydrocannabinol or also known as THC. When weed is harvested correctly, it is not altered chemically by any means the way other drugs are. It is natural and can be grown in soil or water, just like any other plant. This THC is what makes it even possible for anyone to even have a guts to group weed with other hard drugs, because THC affects brain receptors and this is the "psychoactive" ingredient in the marijuana. If you want to get really technical, you can research THC online.
So now I'm assuming you've heard that well "if you start smoking weed, you are likely to engage in other experimental drugs and thus inevitably will become a drug addict." WRONG. Let me tell you how people who smoke weed become drug addicts.
YOU SEE: from elementary all the way through high school students are required to take Health education classes. These classes are extremely misleading and poorly taught so students are not being educated properly. They are taught that marijuana is a bad drug- just as bad as heroin let's say, so one day a student smokes weed, and begins to smoke weed more regularly. As it becomes regular for them they think hmm this is not that bad, I kind of like it, maybe I will try something new.
Because this person has been taught that weed is an equal to the likes of cocaine, meth etc, and they experience weed to not be very harmful, it is no wonder they think it's okay to try these hard drugs. So now they are snorting cocaine and they think they can handle it- its no big deal and it's kind of a joke because all of a sudden they are addicted to this substance. And NO WONDER! It has them hard. Because it IS a drug. Marijuana cannot compare.
THEREFORE: I think weed needs to be put into a completely different category, or taken out altogether and you know what? Why don't you put depression medication in its place huh?
Now I want to discuss some effects on the body-
Let's look at tobacco. There are some people I know who would rather smoke cigarettes than smoke weed. Let me just say, they leave me speechless. Tobacco's ingredients are well known. Rat poison (arsenic), Tar- you know like on the road.. would you lick pavement? No? Then don't smoke cigarettes! I needn't go on about the ingredients.. we all know. Tobacco also harms your lungs. In fact many 100's of 1000's of people die from lung cancer. Maybe I am wrong, but I have never known any case reported where a person has died from gaining lung cancer as a result of smoking weed. Also, I can run. I can sprint. I was on varsity track and varsity field hockey and I can run pretty fast. If I am in shape- meaning I work out regularly my weed smoking has yet to affect me.
Alcohol damages your brain and your liver. There is also going to be the risk of the disgustingly prevalent disease known as Alcoholism. I will not elaborate. Most know it is a horrible thing to happen to anyone.
HOWEVER
I will say the only negative way that weed has affected me. I am not so good when it comes to instantaneous memory recovery. Meaning- my long term memory is good, my short term memory is good, but my instantaneous memory is pretty bad. MEANING- I walk up my stairs often, get to my room and cannot remember what I came there for right away. However, this has been shown in clinical studies that this memory does repair after long term stopping of smoking. Oppositely, Those brain cells you kill with booze- they aint coming back!
So now you might have been told that people who smoke weed are losers who are unmotivated and will do absolutely nothing of value with their lives. Some might call them "stoners" and "pot heads." Let me assure you. The problem is NOT smoking weed. It's the fact that they are just lazy fucks (excuse my language) who don't give a crap about anyone in their life including themselves for WHATEVER reason they have created. They CHOOSE to be unproductive. I for one, know plenty of intelligent people who are regular weed smokers, some of them pharmacy students, doctors, lawyers, 6-figure CEOs and such. I myself have a 3.8 GPA and consider myself to be very driven. Go figure.
Since this post is getting pretty long, I think I shall begin to wrap it up.
Lastly,
Hard drugs take people up very very high, but after they reach the climax of that high you better believe they're going to fall a long way. A good quote for this would be "What goes up, must come down." You also lose your appetite- cokeheads know all about this. If you have taken hard drugs ever or drank alcohol you know that the next day or hours coming down you feel like complete and utter shit. There's no way around it. You are lazy, sluggish, tired, aching, irritable and the list goes on and on.
After smoking weed people generally tend to feel happy, and hungry, and overall more relaxed. The next day you don't feel bad at all. In fact you might find yourself more energized. For those of you who are about to blurt out something about paranoia- let me assure you this is all in your head and entirely up to you. Stop trying to think like your normal mind would think! That's your problem. Weed takes you to a different level of consciousness because it is psychoactive MEANING- you have to let go and let your mind wander because the same rules do not apply here as do on the mind's average plane. SO just calm down and take a deep breath and remember.. no worries, no ones coming after you.
Also-FYI just a minor anecdote- the pharmaceutical industry are the ones who pay big bucks to keep marijuana illegal because it has the ability to cure many diseases and disorders that their synthetic heroin types treat, and therefore legalization would take a huge chunk off the revenues they make by giving people pills with atrocious side effects that in reality THEY DON'T EVEN NEED! Honestly, this is just appalling to me. See Here Read This or Here
So as I said, I could touch on more topics but that would make this post entirely too long, so I would just again like to say.. umm why is weed considered a drug? Why is it not legal if people can drink and smoke tobacco? Scratching your head? Yeah so are a lot of other people.. including me.
So until next time, why not do your research and ask yourself some questions about what's really going on here. If you figure it out, enlighten me, for surely I would love to know!
3.15.2010
3.11.2010
Street Bums
I think that there is something to be said for homeless bums on the streets of NY or any other city for that matter.
Why?
Well, simply because they are trash picking treasure seekers. But really tis a good thing they do i'd say. I mean its impossible to realize how much we as humans waste on a daily basis, probably throwing out a lot of perfectly good items..
Now, I'm not condoning garbage picking food- ew... but other items makes one think.
I bet you they've found bunches of great things.. and they probably know all the best garbage cans to scour... maybe they even hold down their best known spot and if other bums come sniffing around there they bark at them to stay away hahaha. Just imagine.
But they really are doing our society a favor with their garbage picking in the sense that something that was going to get thrown away.. and end up in a land fill to further pollute our earth, did not because they plucked it from the rubbish and found a perfectly suitable use for it.Well Done!
hmmm what a thought...
Why?
Well, simply because they are trash picking treasure seekers. But really tis a good thing they do i'd say. I mean its impossible to realize how much we as humans waste on a daily basis, probably throwing out a lot of perfectly good items..
Now, I'm not condoning garbage picking food- ew... but other items makes one think.
I bet you they've found bunches of great things.. and they probably know all the best garbage cans to scour... maybe they even hold down their best known spot and if other bums come sniffing around there they bark at them to stay away hahaha. Just imagine.
But they really are doing our society a favor with their garbage picking in the sense that something that was going to get thrown away.. and end up in a land fill to further pollute our earth, did not because they plucked it from the rubbish and found a perfectly suitable use for it.Well Done!
hmmm what a thought...
3.09.2010
the typical struggle
"Cause all the roads we have to walk are winding, and all the lights that lead us there are blinding, and there are many things that I would like to say to you but I don't know how...yeah I don't know how"
Oh that song.. so good until it happens to you-- haha.
I don't really have anything to say in this post.. I'll just be blogging it in my head for the rest of eternity if I must.. doing everything to keep it inside of my mind.
The mind is a most dangerous place under the right circumstances..
one must be wary of the mind. it can enlighten you, but it also retains the power to destroy you. whAT a funny thing. and yes- so is life.
Oh that song.. so good until it happens to you-- haha.
I don't really have anything to say in this post.. I'll just be blogging it in my head for the rest of eternity if I must.. doing everything to keep it inside of my mind.
The mind is a most dangerous place under the right circumstances..
one must be wary of the mind. it can enlighten you, but it also retains the power to destroy you. whAT a funny thing. and yes- so is life.
2.28.2010
Music
It never struck me until recently..
It is possible that there is nothing more beautiful than music.
Of course I think this never really occurred to me before because I never really felt the music I used to listen to... I just thought that it is music no big deal. You listen to it, you dance to it, but in the end the song is over right?
Wrong.
Every person needs to have music in their lives. It is incredibly lonely, and sad without it. I can't believe some people can actually carry on their lives without it.
The thing that really amazes me about music that I never realized is that each song is a feeling, an experience, or something unique to the person who plays or sings it, and when they do so there is a direct connection between you and them because the feeling that the music is giving you is the feeling that the person is feeling while they are performing. That is why I think live music gives an even greater impact. Seeing a show and watching that person go up on stage and take the audience on a journey. You are taken through that persons vibrations and you feel what they are feeling. The sense is euphoria.
The music IS that person, it IS their vibes and it's truly chilling some feelings that music can give you. I know that if i'm ever having a bad day, I put on that one song... and its incredible. The music does what no one could do, it literally lifts your soul and floats you around on its melody.
I love to share these types of songs with people. The songs that feel so good all you can think is oh my god, some one else HAS to know about this, they HAVE to feel this.
Sometimes I think about what it must be like to be a preforming musician. And sometimes I like to think about what a concert actually is. You know, it's all these people who have all this stuff going on in their lives and they come to this one place to see this one person or group of people and to just leave everything and escape and have a pleasurable time. And it's up to this musician or musicians to deliver that relief.
And if you've got someone who really feels it who can really get it started, you enter their groove and the other people around you enter the groove and everyone is there collectively grooving together in sync and I just think that there is nothing more beautiful than that collective mind.
I'm getting the chills just thinking about it right now.
Music can fix anything in your life that is emotional. It can get you through the tough times and it makes the best of times even better.
Music makes our lives go round. And sometimes I listen to music with my headphones on and i'm walking down the street and that music is the soundtrack to my life. It is how I feel, it depicts my life as it is in that moment and the satisfaction it produces is grandiose and people just take it for granted. I know I used to be one of them.
But we can't. Every note is worth appreciating. Every note is part of the person playing it and because of songs and recording all of those feelings poured out in the one song that will never come out the same way again is preserved forever so the magic can be revisited when you need it. It is pure, untouchable, incorruptible spirit.
So until next time, listen to the beauty of another with your mind, body and spirit.
It is possible that there is nothing more beautiful than music.
Of course I think this never really occurred to me before because I never really felt the music I used to listen to... I just thought that it is music no big deal. You listen to it, you dance to it, but in the end the song is over right?
Wrong.
Every person needs to have music in their lives. It is incredibly lonely, and sad without it. I can't believe some people can actually carry on their lives without it.
The thing that really amazes me about music that I never realized is that each song is a feeling, an experience, or something unique to the person who plays or sings it, and when they do so there is a direct connection between you and them because the feeling that the music is giving you is the feeling that the person is feeling while they are performing. That is why I think live music gives an even greater impact. Seeing a show and watching that person go up on stage and take the audience on a journey. You are taken through that persons vibrations and you feel what they are feeling. The sense is euphoria.
The music IS that person, it IS their vibes and it's truly chilling some feelings that music can give you. I know that if i'm ever having a bad day, I put on that one song... and its incredible. The music does what no one could do, it literally lifts your soul and floats you around on its melody.
I love to share these types of songs with people. The songs that feel so good all you can think is oh my god, some one else HAS to know about this, they HAVE to feel this.
Sometimes I think about what it must be like to be a preforming musician. And sometimes I like to think about what a concert actually is. You know, it's all these people who have all this stuff going on in their lives and they come to this one place to see this one person or group of people and to just leave everything and escape and have a pleasurable time. And it's up to this musician or musicians to deliver that relief.
And if you've got someone who really feels it who can really get it started, you enter their groove and the other people around you enter the groove and everyone is there collectively grooving together in sync and I just think that there is nothing more beautiful than that collective mind.
I'm getting the chills just thinking about it right now.
Music can fix anything in your life that is emotional. It can get you through the tough times and it makes the best of times even better.
Music makes our lives go round. And sometimes I listen to music with my headphones on and i'm walking down the street and that music is the soundtrack to my life. It is how I feel, it depicts my life as it is in that moment and the satisfaction it produces is grandiose and people just take it for granted. I know I used to be one of them.
But we can't. Every note is worth appreciating. Every note is part of the person playing it and because of songs and recording all of those feelings poured out in the one song that will never come out the same way again is preserved forever so the magic can be revisited when you need it. It is pure, untouchable, incorruptible spirit.
So until next time, listen to the beauty of another with your mind, body and spirit.
2.16.2010
ehifioehf--i got nothin
Why is it that the moment I go to blog all thoughts leave my head? That really irritates me you know? I'll be like driving along or walking along depending on where I am and i'll have these thought processes that are long and exquisite and they're really rad and then the minute I sit down to remember and write any of them BOOM they're gone.
So then I sit here and I stare at this blank page and go "Fuck. I have nothing to write." And that sucks because it's bad enough people don't read my blog as it is, now I can't blame them because I literally have nothing to say. And then I think wow man, thats sad, how could I not have anything to say? Really Nothing? Yep.. still nothing.. and so I look around my desk where my laptop sits and try to conjure up ideas, which results in...
-candles, flowers, colors... AHHHH
So here I sit and I'm mad at my brain for squirreling away all my good ideas for times that I can't write them down! LA LA LA...Still nothing.
And my computer keeps messing these fonts around on me and that's also irritating. Wow and you know what? If you are still reading up to this point then you must really be a good friend because if I was you I probably would have left by now since all I've said with all these characters is absolutely nothing over and over again..
And then AHA! a thought... just as I was giving up hope.. of my friend Cody.. whose birthday is tomorrow.. Happy Birthday Cody.. if you're reading this.. which you probably aren't but anyhow, we had a real interesting conversation recently about language and its lack of life. Like all these little characters like this t that I'm typing or that y and how language is just a tool of society, which we use to try and realize our reality.. which is a really confusing concept in itself and he knows cause I'm pretty sure we were confusing the hell out of each other and then all that reminded me of this film (and i'm going to say film cause it sounds more cultured and this is in fact a documentary) called "Waking Life" by Richard Linklater and there's a part in the movie where a women talks about language and how it is dead.
She says something to the effect of.. We were isolated so we as man created language as a way to transcend our isolation and so it started out as sounds like way back when if you wanted to warn someone "saber tooth tiger behind you!" we came up with a sound for that.. and so on and so on and so we have this modern language or that's what it claims to be but it fails in a way because 1 word will not have the same meaning for 2 different people unless they shared the meaning of that word together.. do you follow? So I can say LOVE and your mind reacts and goes through memories of "love" and "lack of love" and you say that you understand, but how can I know you understand because the truth is that our experiences of the word are different.
So you know what? I say fuck this language shit. People shouldn't be allowed to talk anymore you know why? Cause if we weren't allowed to talk a lot of our other senses would get stronger and instead people could read on VIBES because vibes are real and they can't lie the way that I can with these words that come out of my mouth. You dig? So why don't we all just start being silent.. we're probably get less annoyed with peoples lack of intellect too.
It's not going to catch on is it?
Yeah.. I didn't think so.. Oh well At least I had a thought cause that's what all this was about! hahaha
Until next time.. GIVE ME SOME IDEAS YOU PEOPLE WHO READ ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE GOD DAMNIT!! (Truly love you for it though.. really)
So then I sit here and I stare at this blank page and go "Fuck. I have nothing to write." And that sucks because it's bad enough people don't read my blog as it is, now I can't blame them because I literally have nothing to say. And then I think wow man, thats sad, how could I not have anything to say? Really Nothing? Yep.. still nothing.. and so I look around my desk where my laptop sits and try to conjure up ideas, which results in...
Failed Ideas:
- too much of a good thing can be a bad thing... like who hasn't heard that before.
- everything happens for a reason-- while true, is too cliche.
-victorias secret fashion show ticket- while noteworthy.. nahh
-rejected textbook.. snoozefest -candles, flowers, colors... AHHHH
So here I sit and I'm mad at my brain for squirreling away all my good ideas for times that I can't write them down! LA LA LA...Still nothing.
And my computer keeps messing these fonts around on me and that's also irritating. Wow and you know what? If you are still reading up to this point then you must really be a good friend because if I was you I probably would have left by now since all I've said with all these characters is absolutely nothing over and over again..
And then AHA! a thought... just as I was giving up hope.. of my friend Cody.. whose birthday is tomorrow.. Happy Birthday Cody.. if you're reading this.. which you probably aren't but anyhow, we had a real interesting conversation recently about language and its lack of life. Like all these little characters like this t that I'm typing or that y and how language is just a tool of society, which we use to try and realize our reality.. which is a really confusing concept in itself and he knows cause I'm pretty sure we were confusing the hell out of each other and then all that reminded me of this film (and i'm going to say film cause it sounds more cultured and this is in fact a documentary) called "Waking Life" by Richard Linklater and there's a part in the movie where a women talks about language and how it is dead.
She says something to the effect of.. We were isolated so we as man created language as a way to transcend our isolation and so it started out as sounds like way back when if you wanted to warn someone "saber tooth tiger behind you!" we came up with a sound for that.. and so on and so on and so we have this modern language or that's what it claims to be but it fails in a way because 1 word will not have the same meaning for 2 different people unless they shared the meaning of that word together.. do you follow? So I can say LOVE and your mind reacts and goes through memories of "love" and "lack of love" and you say that you understand, but how can I know you understand because the truth is that our experiences of the word are different.
So you know what? I say fuck this language shit. People shouldn't be allowed to talk anymore you know why? Cause if we weren't allowed to talk a lot of our other senses would get stronger and instead people could read on VIBES because vibes are real and they can't lie the way that I can with these words that come out of my mouth. You dig? So why don't we all just start being silent.. we're probably get less annoyed with peoples lack of intellect too.
It's not going to catch on is it?
Yeah.. I didn't think so.. Oh well At least I had a thought cause that's what all this was about! hahaha
Until next time.. GIVE ME SOME IDEAS YOU PEOPLE WHO READ ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE GOD DAMNIT!! (Truly love you for it though.. really)
2.06.2010
Nostalgia
I love to remember good memories. There are few times when a human being can truly feel high, and no I don't mean drugs this time, but high as in a higher level of consciousness, and I think that feeling can often be found locked into the memories you may consider as your best.
I don't know what it is, but anytime I replay a meaningful event in my life, a pleasant one of course, this feeling of contentment just overwhelms me.
Aha! Something has just occurred to me. Someone once told me "Our lives pass in a blink of an eye, and it should always be the good memories we dwell on and not the bad" While that has always made sense, it makes even more sense now. Why is it that people would rather make themselves miserable over and over by remembering what happened that was so bad. It is much more satisfying to think about the moments when you were the happiest. Not only does it feel better, but I think it could also give great insight about what really makes you happy. Sometimes the memory doesn't even have to be a person. It can be a sight, a song, a scent. All of these things can be so perplexingly beautiful.
Memories also hold a special kind of power in the fact that they allow us to revisit our pasts and reveal to us who we once were, while showing us who we have become. They are like photographs only better because they hold that unquestionable feeling of experience to which all others forms of understanding are incompetent- hence the saying "I guess you had to be there"
My goal I think is that the next time I get upset about something, I am going to think about sometime where I was happy instead, and I will let that feeling of content fill me rather than let the negative feeling rip me apart.
Until next time, remember all that is good.
I don't know what it is, but anytime I replay a meaningful event in my life, a pleasant one of course, this feeling of contentment just overwhelms me.
Aha! Something has just occurred to me. Someone once told me "Our lives pass in a blink of an eye, and it should always be the good memories we dwell on and not the bad" While that has always made sense, it makes even more sense now. Why is it that people would rather make themselves miserable over and over by remembering what happened that was so bad. It is much more satisfying to think about the moments when you were the happiest. Not only does it feel better, but I think it could also give great insight about what really makes you happy. Sometimes the memory doesn't even have to be a person. It can be a sight, a song, a scent. All of these things can be so perplexingly beautiful.
Memories also hold a special kind of power in the fact that they allow us to revisit our pasts and reveal to us who we once were, while showing us who we have become. They are like photographs only better because they hold that unquestionable feeling of experience to which all others forms of understanding are incompetent- hence the saying "I guess you had to be there"
My goal I think is that the next time I get upset about something, I am going to think about sometime where I was happy instead, and I will let that feeling of content fill me rather than let the negative feeling rip me apart.
Until next time, remember all that is good.
2.01.2010
I don't know
So it's been quite awhile since my last entry.. I guess that's what a break can do to you.
Anyway this time I want to talk about decisions that ultimately lead you where you eventually end up. You see one day I'm driving on that one road that I know so incredibly well, so well in fact that i could probably drive it with my eyes closed, and it is an unbelievably gorgeous day, the sun is high and the sky is blue and then that amazing feeling comes over me. You know the feeling I'm talking about. It's that feeling you get when everything is going your way, or that feeling you get listening to that one song that is so meaningful to you. It is incomparable to anything except for maybe a drug... and just then a thought slips into my mind. That thought being "Am I making the right choices in life?"
Now, I don't mean good choices as in stay away from the bad people, and study hard and work hard but I mean choices like did I make the right choice for colleges? Is this going to take me where I eventually want to be? It's a scary feeling... the unknown. I mean one could make himself sick going over it again and again in his mind.
Well I guess I don't know. Maybe you just have to go with your gut. I hope I've made a wise decision.
It's also a funny thing that sometimes the thing you think you want most in life turns out to be no where near what you end up wanting. It just takes time living what you thought you wanted just to find out it really doesn't make you any happier.
I'm starting to think that it really is the simple things in life that make you happy and it's not material at all. It's so funny how backwards a view can be until you finally begin to see clearly. And I mean really SEE. Sometimes I feel that people in general look and they say they see but do they really SEE? See the truth that is. A situation or a person for what or who it really is? I'm not sure. I think our world needs to pay better attention. We all need to OPEN our eyes and really see what this life is and then we can ask ourselves. Is this the right choice? Is this really what I want? And ultimately, am I happy?
Until next time.. are you happy?
Anyway this time I want to talk about decisions that ultimately lead you where you eventually end up. You see one day I'm driving on that one road that I know so incredibly well, so well in fact that i could probably drive it with my eyes closed, and it is an unbelievably gorgeous day, the sun is high and the sky is blue and then that amazing feeling comes over me. You know the feeling I'm talking about. It's that feeling you get when everything is going your way, or that feeling you get listening to that one song that is so meaningful to you. It is incomparable to anything except for maybe a drug... and just then a thought slips into my mind. That thought being "Am I making the right choices in life?"
Now, I don't mean good choices as in stay away from the bad people, and study hard and work hard but I mean choices like did I make the right choice for colleges? Is this going to take me where I eventually want to be? It's a scary feeling... the unknown. I mean one could make himself sick going over it again and again in his mind.
Well I guess I don't know. Maybe you just have to go with your gut. I hope I've made a wise decision.
It's also a funny thing that sometimes the thing you think you want most in life turns out to be no where near what you end up wanting. It just takes time living what you thought you wanted just to find out it really doesn't make you any happier.
I'm starting to think that it really is the simple things in life that make you happy and it's not material at all. It's so funny how backwards a view can be until you finally begin to see clearly. And I mean really SEE. Sometimes I feel that people in general look and they say they see but do they really SEE? See the truth that is. A situation or a person for what or who it really is? I'm not sure. I think our world needs to pay better attention. We all need to OPEN our eyes and really see what this life is and then we can ask ourselves. Is this the right choice? Is this really what I want? And ultimately, am I happy?
Until next time.. are you happy?
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