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random stoner thoughts
Standing in the kitchen this morning, licking the mixing spoon from the daughter's brownies it struck me that I'm continuiously high. More than three years into my growing adventure and I'm still smoking like I'm trying to make up for all those years of lack.
Then the thought steps forth that I'm excessively indulgent. Today I laughed at the absurdity of the suggestion.
Sometimes it puzzles me. Where does that feeling even come from? What does it matter how much I smoke, how high I get? I'm retired dammit, and probably more active than many of my peers.
I think many of them envy me the audacious freedom of expression. I suppose we can chalk some of that up to the fact that I have a steady stream of THC circulating through my system. Lol!
Euphoria is a completely different experience for each of us, and I play in a higher euphoric field than many could be comfortable with. I remind myself of this reality every time that "Is it really necessary to be this high?" question arises.
At Green Flower Media Mandy has a video entitled "Are you overdosing?" I haven't watched it yet, by deliberate choice. I don't want to risk putting pressure on myself to conform to someone else's standards. My ECS isn't like anyone else's. It's mine and mine alone, and I may have a bit of extra understanding as to what makes it tick, so I don't want to find myself thinking "you think maybe cut back a bit Susan?"
Sometimes I can be ........ persuaded. Lol! In this case, however, understanding the biology is one thing. Knowing that I'm the one controlling the biology with the power of my thoughts is an entirely different level of understanding. Say what you will about the limitations of the ECS, I'll continue to believe that it's unlimited in its healing potential, and I know it's my thoughts that drive the physical expression of my cells.
If I were overdosing I don't think I'd be feeling this good.
They were rediculously lean years, and I couldn't be more thankful to have them behind me. I'll be honest, staying high all the time is much more fun than I imagined. Lol! My version of paradise is one where anyone can make the choice I did and no one makes a judgement about it, other than to be happy.
Standing in the kitchen this morning, licking the mixing spoon from the daughter's brownies it struck me that I'm continuiously high. More than three years into my growing adventure and I'm still smoking like I'm trying to make up for all those years of lack.
Then the thought steps forth that I'm excessively indulgent. Today I laughed at the absurdity of the suggestion. Sometimes it puzzles me. Where does that feeling even come from? What does it matter how much I smoke, how high I get? I'm retired dammit, and probably more active than many of my peers.
I think many of them envy me the audacious freedom of expression. I suppose we can chalk some of that up to the fact that I have a steady stream of THC circulating through my system. Lol!
Euphoria is a completely different experience for each of us, and I play in a higher euphoric field than many could be comfortable with. I remind myself of this reality every time that "Is it really necessary to be this high?" question arises.
At Green Flower Media Mandy has a video entitled "Are you overdosing?" I haven't watched it yet, by deliberate choice. I don't want to risk putting pressure on myself to conform to someone else's standards. My ECS isn't like anyone else's. It's mine and mine alone, and I may have a bit of extra understanding as to what makes it tick, so I don't want to find myself thinking "you think maybe cut back a bit Susan?"
Sometimes I can be ........ persuaded. Lol! In this case, however, understanding the biology is one thing. Knowing that I'm the one controlling the biology with the power of my thoughts is an entirely different level of understanding. Say what you will about the limitations of the ECS, I'll continue to believe that it's unlimited in its healing potential, and I know it's my thoughts that drive the physical expression of my cells.
If I were overdosing I don't think I'd be feeling this good.
They were rediculously lean years, and I couldn't be more thankful to have them behind me. I'll be honest, staying high all the time is much more fun than I imagined. Lol! My version of paradise is one where anyone can make the choice I did and no one makes a judgement about it, other than to be happy.
It looks like, well, a Carnival! 
to my new joyful journal. 
