Sunday, November 18, 2012

T.H.T.O.

Too High To Operate




Ever been there? That place where you're just... Too High To Operate? Yes, yes you have. If you're online, and you're reading a Canniblog, you've definitely been there. I'm talking about "green-out's" and "holy shit I thought it was tomorrow" and "Who is this place" and "*Drools*".

Yes. You've been there. 

So what's the attraction? What's the reason for all of that? I think there's some serious psychology behind this, to be honest. I was recently discussing the reasons for which I enjoy the green, and it boiled down to basically this - "I just want to get away from it all." And that's the truth. There are times at which I want to be involved and really social and motivated to accomplish things in my life, but there are also times at which I can barely take all the stupid, ignorant shit that goes on around me (and because of me). The greatest escape is getting a good high, and feeling only the good things that go on around you. It's like a sort of therapy, I think. Instead of being shocked or surprised into realizing the true value of something good, smoking weed lets one walk into that happiness with arms/mind open wide. 

Truly, being able to enjoy the little things that are offered around every corner, in between every step, and above every defeat is an incredible thing. It's a lot like a fantasy that exists in real life; smoking a bowl is just the way to step out of one reality, into another. 

Being high offers such a new and interesting paradigm, as well as opportunities to explore the complexities of thoughts that may appear, at first look, mundane. For example; Do trees have life-spans? Think about this. If given the perfect nutrients, sunlight, etc. for the entirety of their existence, would a tree be immortal? My conclusion is that they aren't, and that eventually they would perish, just as everything does. Still, an interesting question, no?

So let's take this post back to the very beginning. Green-out's... Why? Because stepping through the mirror surface of a placid lake becomes a very real option when the peace-pipe gets passed. Because, my dear, fellow stoner-boners, we can create our own reality whenever we please.

Stay tuned for the next spur of the moment psychological dive, and keep that green train rollin'. 




1 comment:

  1. Hello my lifted friend, of course I know green-out's. At one night I was so high that I was able to saw sound's around me. It was so amazing!
    Why stopped you with this blog? I really enjoy reading you're thoughts.
    I'm from germany, so sorry for my bad English.

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