When I get stoned I think of it like this: Right after toke, the come up: I feel happy, almost more attached to god. I feel like Im king of the world and nothing could take me down. Jokes become funnier, and my vision seems to change, but I cant pin point where or what is changing. Platue/peek of effect: I am happy, music is my world and the world I am in is a dream. My vision seems like Im in a dream and I can feel everything better. I get hungry, and thirsty, but choose not to get up, cuz Im too lazy and too happy to do so. after effect: I am back to normal, tired as fuck and lazy. Sometimes got kind of a headache. But at this point I feel more like I should go sleep for a few hours and toke up again !
for me, it's like being the fly on the wall, the universe so big and me so tiny that it will take a lifetime to get it all in. the sounds are louder, the colors brighter, the experiences so much more. it's a buffet and i can't get enough.
when i first started smoking, it felt like smoking weed was like a key to another dimension and world, where everythign was happier, and i called it magic land. pretty cliche i know.
being stoned for me is like being warm inside a house on a freezing cold night. Or like returning to your absolutely most nostalgic memory. I can just relax, forget the outside world, and concentrate on what's inside....dunno, just an extremely relaxing, happy environment for me...
I relate being stoned to letting my brain just implode, collapsing in to release all normal inhibitions of thought... all of my thought processes just fold in on one another, reaching the deepest possible place in my mind, and opening it up to thoughts that my sober brain would repel.