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EU4RIK

EU4RIK

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did you guys ever think you were gonna be where you are now? did you ever as a kid think you were gonna smoke pot, or expand your mind with mushrooms? who would have thought you would end up as you are now.

i used to be the dare kid, e was the worst thing ever and i would go nuts if someone did it, but look at me now.

I dont regret trying drugs, not for a second but i never knew i would end up wanting to do them. i dont know what made me want to first have a puff or a drink, i cant remember but did i really think that would start all thats happened?

What do you guys think?

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No I never thought that I would end up being the person I am today. I use to be a dare kid too. I use to be that kid saying I'd never touch ecstasy because it's bad and I'll get holes in my brain. I use to hate marijuana and I swore to my mother I would never smoke a cigarette. I would only take the pills I was suppose. And I never was going to touch LSD..... I could go on and on but I'm not going to. This is life. Crazy things happen and people do change. They said if you never change then you're done living. I may not be proud of everything I have done but I do not regret any choice I have made.

My brother was the person who gave me my first puff of marijuana. It was my idea though and he was excited that I finally wanted to get high with him. The day my mother found out she cried in the parking lot of the mall.... I still remember that day and yes I feel bad, maybe I did fail my mother but this is who I chose to be.
 
I used to be naive, completely trust teachers and the government, believe in Christianity, and never considered drug use.

How things change.

I think few people end up where they had hoped or expected to be in life though, even non-users. As long as you find a way to be content and accept it, who really cares :)
 
EU4RIK said:
I dont regret trying drugs, not for a second but i never knew i would end up wanting to do them. i dont know what made me want to first have a puff or a drink, i cant remember but did i really think that would start all thats happened?
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I was never adamantly outspoken against drugs. However I did believe what I was told about them. I too, assumed that I would never do them.

I think what happened was not a sudden change. More a gradual entrance to the world of altered states, sparked by the increase in insecurities and anxieties that impending adulthood have on a teenager.

The gradual entrance: While underage drinking was frowned upon. I think it get's to a point for most teenagers where it where it's completely cool and accepted. Once one's experienced an altered state, it's a lot easier to understand why one would partake in the use of other drugs.
 
What a thought provoking and introspective question! Dig it!
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Honestly, my life went as follows:

I was a quiet child, except for when I was able to shine. I loved theatre, I had an intense passion for words/poetry, and in those two areas (and those two areas only, ha) I excelled. I was humored by my family in regards to not having a biological father present, and it intensely bothered me from about age 4 on. I always knew that I was 'different' from the ideal family, and was internally rather depressed that my family tried to compensate for this. I did not want fucking compensation via Barbie dolls and being told that my grandfather was my father. I wanted my feelings validated; I wanted the truth validated. My therapist now says that I had 'childhood depression', as well as an 'advanced intelligence' at a young age. With that said, although I never experienced any 'trauma' as a child, I felt excruciatingly alone. I was an only child from a very overprotective family that just did not seem to understand what the hell was going on inside my head.

When I was first introduced to things like the DARE program, I really wasn't paying attention to a word that they said. I have always had a hedonistic mentality, and if I was not interested in something...there was no getting me to pay attention to it. I simply did not care, unless it struck my fancy! Haha
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As the years progressed into adolescence, I remember being revisited by the folks in the DARE program. When they spoke of heroin, I remember thinking "That sounds so dangerous! I would like to try it just a few times." From what I had gathered, it was too dangerous to do often. I didn't want to do it often, but I sure did want to know what shooting up felt like. For so much emphasis to be put on something that could potentially take your life, I knew it had to be pleasurable. Lo and behold, that is exactly how my experience with heroin turned out. I shot up a few times just to try it, and then quit. I was lucky enough to be one of the users who for whatever reason, got their taste and decided it would be in their best interest to move on. What I wasn't so lucky about, were my other addictions (stimulants as an adolescent, opiates via pillform as an adult). Looking back at my childhood life, my adult life does not surprise me a bit. I have always loved playing with fire. I was the child who did everything they were told not to do. I became the adult that needed to learn everything the hard way.

When push comes to shove, where I am today does not surprise me the least bit. In fact, I expected it. I expected that I would play with fire until I found enough love for life to tame that flame I had been trying to swallow for twenty-two years.
 
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No not at all. My plan for my life at 16, is almost the inverse of the life I had now - some of it bade, some of it good.

I think it's nearly impossible to 'plan aheade' beyond 5 years.
 
EU4RIK said:
did you guys ever think you were gonna be where you are now? did you ever as a kid think you were gonna smoke pot, or expand your mind with mushrooms? who would have thought you would end up as you are now.

i used to be the dare kid, e was the worst thing ever and i would go nuts if someone did it, but look at me now.

I dont regret trying drugs, not for a second but i never knew i would end up wanting to do them. i dont know what made me want to first have a puff or a drink, i cant remember but did i really think that would start all thats happened?

What do you guys think?

Mods move this if it doesnt belong in spirituality
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In short No. I used to be a goody 2 shoes as well. This is a tough one for me as I have eaten plenty of mushrooms but to be honest I was still a basic person then. I can't say LSD has made me the introspective moral relativist that I am. However pot does stimulate my mind and reveal my own personal private revelations. I have never tripped on shrooms or even DMT and been awakened or enlightened upon experiencing the effects. Now whether or not this contributed (eventually) to me dabbleing in philosophy and existentialism could be debated, I suppose
 
Which came first

The Philosopher or the drug taker

If this was not what the OP was searching for then mods do your bidding (new thread etc)

I mean to use Philosophy/Spirituality to capture the gamut of beliefs reflected on these pages.


There has always been a statistically high correlation between drug users/abusers and a whole host of Big Pharma-'antidotes' (notwithstanding that BigPharms often synthesised and patented these self came drugs). We must remember that Oxycodone, Heroin, Cocaine, and the entire gamut of illegal pharmaceuticals doing the rounds in the, particularly in the US has, and will ever-remain to be a cash-cow for BigPharms.

As we all know statistical correlation does not amount for direct or indirect causation however philosophers young and old have often had some type of relationship with drugs of some sort.

~~Let us ignore for a moment those that take drugs and have no philosophical faculties, and those who have outstanding philosophical qualites, but who never take drugs~~


The Big question is if any causal correlation can be proven to prove or disproce the hypothesis that some form of drug use, and an inquiring philosophical mind seem to go hand-in-hand.

One possible causal correlation is that the use of drugs, particularly psychedelics, entactogens and empathogens leads one to an alternative view of reality, Once on this medicine, and often for a long while afterwards.

People speak of life changing experiences with certain herbal plants, if fungi, seeds and, with many of these. pages as describing realms beyond those of Human perception. Here we could demonstrate a causal link between drug use and philosophy/Spirituality.


Another causal link might be that the (over-) medication of children with various degrees of uppers novel brain chemistry manipulators. Introducing them to drugs earlier on, and making them more susceptible and open-minded approach to drugs as well as of life. So, early medication regimes encourage (cause) drug seeking behavious through adulthood


One other causal possibility would be that a mind, open minded enough to encourage drug taking, is the same kind of open mind needed for the levels of abstraction philosophy to be drawn to philosophy.

Another causal link is that a person has real underlying psychiatric condition which is 'self-mdeicated' away first alcohol, then weed, then speed..than (You can fill in the blanks).

I must admit having tried particular psychedelics to broaden my thought so as to clarify certain elements of the philosophic tool-box.

Its a hard one to crack, and I would have to look at the latest papers on the subject.

I do believe that one is inclined towards loving Sophia, if one is aided and abetted by the Pharmocopeia.
 
Its the pandering hypothetical what ifs that I have no time for. No regrets. Only the strong survive. Its my life, Fuck You!
 
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So not a keen Ontologist or metaphysician lurking in the recesses of your mind?
 
None. More post-structuralist, libretarian. My post was a bit longer and got lost...so I just distilled it to its basic flavor.
 
jpgrdnr said:
Its the pandering hypothetical what ifs that I have no time for. No regrets. Only the strong survive. Its my life, Fuck You!
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Sorry, was that 'Fuck You' directed at me, or a more general cry of existentialist despair.
 
Pythagoras said:
Sorry, was that 'Fuck You' directed at me, or a more general cry of existentialist despair.
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Lol. A general antagonizing statement towards the non-specific "other," good sir!

I have no quarrel with you unless you judge that I'm living my life in an erroneous way. :D%)
 
Who am I to judge the life you're living, when I do not even judge enough my own.

I will in equal fashion add a 'Fuck You' to that 'non-specific' other, whoever s/he may be.



Now back to the OP's question; was it a challenge to addicts as to whether the life of an addict was ever part of their life plan; or to occasional smokers who expand their consciousness, using the drugs to elicit a finer piece of art. A chicken and egg paradox, did the chicken of substance use, lay the egg of metaphilosophical musings that get's you either a Doctorate, or help you up the ladder of ascension to The One?
 
i remember in 6th or 7th grade a group of prisoners came into my school to talk to us about making bad decisions and using drugs. i dismissed the entire thing saying "no way thatll be me" and throughout life i KNEW (or atleast thought i did) that i wouldnt turn out like all those other drug addicts out there. i was convinced

after being arrested multiple times, outpatient, inpatient, probation and eventually jail, i finally realized that it can happen to me, and that im not smarter than everyone around me.

since ive realized i dont have all the answers, i havent gotten in trouble since (knock on wood)

long story short, i turned out the complete opposite of how id planned. if you take one thing away from this, let it be to listen to others who have been there, cause no one is exempt.

do i regret what ive done? no, ive learned from it. everything in my life has made the person i am today, someone that im proud of.

now if youll excuse me i dont wanna be late for court...
 
Not a clue.

I look at old pictures of myself, think of the aspirations I had then, of everything planned and unplanned that's happened since, both in my life and the world, and the resulting gap is so huge that I can scarcely believe that I'm identical with that "stranger" ten, fifteen, or twenty years dead and gone.
 
LOL I remember being "scared straight" as well. One of my favorites is"If you continue to take these substances you will wind up dead or in jail" that is another story however
 
Three memories come to mind...

One at about six, my mum was driving me and my sister home from school, and we saw some teenage girls smoking by the shops. She said, "See them? When they were your age, they probably promised their parents they'd never smoke, too." I had this unsettling thought that being a teenager might change me in horrible ways and I'd end up smoking too. But partly, I felt like I was resistant enough to peer pressure to avoid it.

At eleven, for a class project, I wrote a letter to myself in the future. I never received the letter, but I the one thing I remember is, "I hope you're not doing drugs." Back then, we were taught drugs are horrible things that only screw you up and the only reason you'd do them is peer pressure.

At sixteen, I was on a school camp that was basically anti-drug indoctrination. By then, I was laughing at every blatant bit of propaganda they shoved in our faces, and astounded that all my alcoholic classmates were buying into it.

:D And now I'm almost 21 and researching every psychadelic under the sun and moon. And just like younger me thought, I'm immune to peer pressure after all. SO immune that I'm doing drugs!
 
God no I couldn't fathom this life. My childhood was devastated due to my mothers addiction. I never once expected that I too would use and enjoy the substance that was the root of my family's destruction. I don't hate it, I respect it now and understand why my mother was addicted and did as she did. I do also find my life an absolute opposite of what I expected and find irony in the fact that I use the substance that if I chose to I could blame for my life turning out as such... No regrets people. Live life its only in stock once.
 
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