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You're right, incomplete combustion is never good, because it's a very chaotic process and produces a lot of nasties. My point was that the difference between "organic" and "industrial" tobacco is insignificant as far as smoke harm goes.
 
Exactly.
Tobacco is nasty shit. I've known lots of people that have died of smoking related illnesses (usually cancer) and it's an awful thing to witness.
I feel bad for smokers - i'm glad i never picked up that habit, but i learned how addictive it is from adding tobacco to spliffs for a couple of months. Really gets its hooks in.
 
I'm also very glad I didn't pick up the habit, even though I'm a very addictive person. I'm addicted to pleasure, however, and smoking tobacco didn't provide that, so I'm absolutely indifferent towards it.
 
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Could we extend that statement to read "Smoking is harmful whether it's organic or not"? I'm not sure the lungs are really designed to inhale any smoke. I know that mullein has been recommended as 'good' for you to smoke but I cannot believe that the by-product of setting something on fire is a good thing to inhale.

I wonder how bad smoking weed pipe resin is? I don't think I would ever do that again. I remember doing it about 4-5 years ago, I took a medium hit and seriously blew out smoke for what felt like hours afterwards. I did get stoned though, IIRC.
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My friends and I, when we were in high school, used to get the worst weed. People called it "A-town brown", it was brought in by the Latin Kings and it was bottom-of-the-barrel Mexican brick schwag. When it was "good", it was actually somewhat green, you had to smoke a bunch of it to get high. Anyway, we used to prize resin because it got us higher than the weed did. We did this thing we called "Black Magic"... we had large-chambered pipes, and we'd put a big chunk of the brick into the chamber and smoke the rest through it, and by the end it became gray/black, suffused with resin. We considered that stuff to be better than either weed or resin.

Nasty shit, glad I went to college and discovered good weed. :D
 
Definitely a bit solipsistic in here... Or maybe it is just me ;)


Know thyself... To know oneself = absence of doubt about oneself

Where did the trip begin and where does it end? The tunnel of existence leads right back around. This merry-go-round is a ponies paradise..

- Solip or not to speak? Your tongue is tied only by yourself
 
It sucks that mental illness is still seen as less than physical illness. "Its all in your head". Yeah, right. I know- that's the problem...:\
 
Sigmond said:
Is it solipsistic in here, or is it just me?
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i suppose i haven't been exposed to much comedy recently because this is the best one-liner i have come across in a long time. i shall now embark on thy quest to understand thyself; i recognize quite well this will be a Mandingo-esque endeavor, fraught with baffling perplexing befuddlement and anomalistic ambiguity. nevertheless i must begin...

(was going to continue but lost enthusiasm)
 
It's been a strange time for me. I've been choking on this existential block for a while now. My situation isn't particularly bad or anything and I'm not writing this to vent but this empty feeling has been following me coupled with a restless desire to break free from this holding pattern I'm in. I've been trying to strip down life to the essentials during this time. My monetary burn rate is a shadow of its former self. All this abundance kinda comes to me now and I don't feel like I deserve it but you don't say no to it either. I can barely deal with the material stuff I've got. I've been starving an aspect of myself that has been less than cooperative. Let's call it the squirrel mind for lack of a better word. It wants sugar and coffee nonstop. Most of the time I say no, but then relent for weeks at a time. They do sort of help me stay in the flow zone, but are never content when I get there and turns self destructive.

My mind is frazzled still. I miss the clarity. Lightening strikes but the words aren't at my fingertips at this stage. The dissociatives have been allies at times but mostly not feeling like they're getting me far anymore and I can't responsibly wield their power anyways. Plus it takes me overdose doses of them to get anywhere interesting to me which is probably not good for the brain.

Meanwhile the breath work has been amazing. That's kinda what I wanted to say. After a year of doing a weekly facilitated breathing modality called transformational breath I'm confident it is the evolution of rebirthing and holotropic breathwork. I've been getting to a next level place with it. I attended a one day intensive recently. [...edit...] Sometime it's distracting, but I love you guys. I wish you beautiful lives filled with connection.
 
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willow11 said:
It sucks that mental illness is still seen as less than physical illness. "Its all in your head". Yeah, right. I know- that's the problem...:\
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Mental illness imo is by far more fundamental than physical illness. Often it manifests in the physical and rarely the other way around.
 
^ thanks man for the pat on the back. I suppose I'm in pieces at the moment, but was kinda writing to say I'm feeling much more whole as of yesterday after going through a challenging period. Wanted to share that and say that I appreciate you all even though sometimes I'm off in my own world and can be a little abrasive in my posts. Waking up every day feeling like something was missing and feeling this hole and this ache in my shoulder blades/neck. Been taking its toll. Also trying to get at the root of my addictive behavior the past 9 or so months with ups and downs. Quit smoking, became a vegan and started excercising on/off. Even tried not jerking off for about a month and a half. Still fighting myself after all this time but every now and again I get some breaks. Some thing run deep, what can I say.

Am I being or becoming? Good question for a P&S board. I'd say being again or rebeing. That fits ok.
 
Hope you feel better soon, levelsBeyond. We're always here for you! I agree with Nixiam that the purple-helmeted warrior needs some love. There is no use in limiting yourself in that if it makes you feel worse.

I guess I'll share my sadness too. Been feeling kind of down lately. For two reasons: I realize I'm quite heavily dependent on codeine, and addicted to intoxicants in general; the second reason is that because of this I haven't done a lot of work lately. Of course, I'm above the water, so to speak, and I've already done enough for this period not to worry about it, but I still feel guilty of slacking. Practically the only subject I read about in my free time is related to science, and all the time I feel self-conscious about being lazy and not doing my part in advancing it. Not that I'm doing anything overly important, but you can't help irrationality, can you?

And I can't go a day without using something. Not just something, but getting wrecked. The days I tried abstaining from codeine I ended up drinking myself stupid. I don't think there was a day in the past 365 days when I was sober.

Why did I write all this? Beats me. Guess I don't have anything better to do at 10 AM on a Monday. While drinking coffee with 1,4-butanediol.
 
I'm sorry you feel that way b_d. No, I suppose you can't help irrationality. Doesn't mean it can't help you though.
I don't know what I mean by that.
Don't feel guilty, bud.




Unfortunately, I feel all my problems are innately undermined due to my age.
It's 3 a.m. on a Monday and I'm spending it doing the only thing I really like now, which is venting on Bluelight.
I've got to see a psychologist later today, and a new doctor tomorrow. I'm a horribly undermedicated insomniac with depressive anxiety disorder. I'm sure that accounts for 60% of BL though. I abuse whatever I can, be it xanax or nitrous. So much so I'll go on some kind of binge on xanax (which I'm not prescribed) and then have withdrawls because I can't get more (I don't steal).


My reasons for doing so don't even make sense, it's just my personality. I can't have conversations with my "friends" about anything I'm interested in. I've gotta be missing out on something. One thing I can relate to is getting high as fuck... though I'm willing to go a bit further than them because I'm stupid.


I don't know what I'm even supposed to do with myself. I'm barely passing Highschool (minus my test scores, those don't reflect my grades for whatever reason). I just need to get permit, get a job, buy a motor cycle, then by an RV so I can at least have a home by the time I'm supposed to leave the house. I wanna go to an online college ffs. Thinking about going to pharm school.




I feel so puzzled.


Also trying not to sound like a pity seeker.
 
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