Cute Thread

this is what comes from trying to explain anything to people who refuse to think beyond the next sitcom or the next beer.

 

So this is the ACTUAL "Stoned Thoughts" thread

 

yup. sure looks that way.

 

I wish I was stoned all the time. I don't know why my brain can't always think like this. I fear I have some kind of mental block that I can't penetrate. Really, throughout an average day when I'm not stoned, I don't think at all. If only I had some kind of internal dialogue, my life would be so much better.

But I would like to say, I think the mysteries of the brain and the universe are profound. Modern science isn't even close to understanding either of them. And their audacity scares me. I honestly don't think they have the foggiest clue what is actually going on here.

 

When I was a kid I used to narrate my life in the third person. For some reason I really didn't like it, but I couldn't help it. I don't anymore.. I couldn't pinpoint when I stopped.
I'm recent years I discovered talking to myself.. And it really was more of a thing than I'd have thought it would be. It's almost like meeting yourself. Feels ridiculous at first.. But just try saying "hello Andrew, how's it going?" and then answer and just keep going. Conversation is often awkward and stilted when you're first getting to know someone, but it gets more comfortable with time.

 

It sounds weird, but I'm willing to try almost anything. When I left my ex, I consciously decided not to think anymore. And it worked. It was some kind of spiritual/Buddhist thing. But not thinking, let me tell you, is not all its cracked up to be. What I wouldn't give to have racing thoughts again. It helps you to focus on what you're doing.

Like, if I ask myself, "Hey Andrew, how's it going?" (which I will.) I just simply won't have a response. I honestly have no clue how it's going. I will try anything to get my internal dialogue started again, though.

 

You can tell yourself that, that you don't know how it's going.

 

Haha, this happened to me a few times while being stoned... Had a hard time stopping it as well to the point it freaked me out. Same with the talking to myself thing btw. I guess it matters if it goes on voluntarily and if you can make it stop at will. The realisation that it cost a little effort to do so was scary.

 

I still talk to my imaginary friends (inside my head, not out loud). I was a loner as a child and had a very rich internal life filled with lots of imaginary friends and I kinda, uh, brought them into adulthood with me

So you could try that, neon. If talking to yourself seems too weird just talk to imaginary friends. Or is that even weirder? I think it might be weirder

 

Damn. So I didnt sound deep, I just sounded like I was quoting a movie haha

What if my entire outlook has been subconsciously influenced by Animal House?

 

no, you sounded deep. but also it's a very common "deep thought".
PROBABLY BECAUSE IT'S TRUE

 

For some

 

It could be worse...

One of my first real jobs was a greenskeeper at a private golf course/country club. I also lived in the barn on the property.

A new comedy movie came out called Caddyshack... After going to see it I couldn't help thinking I was basically Carl Spackler in real life...

Carl Spackler (Bill Murray) : Cinderella story. Outta nowhere. A former greenskeeper, now, about to become the Masters champion. It looks like a mirac... It's in the hole! It's in the hole! It's in the hole!





So I got that goin' for me...

 

From here on out I shall think of you as Carl Spackler

Could be worse

 

I get a feeling that I've seen this before!

 

I think the major theme of my thoughts when I'm stoned is just that, who knows how warped our perception is?

I just find that so fascinating. The possibility that the brain has a warped perception of everything.

What if it can't even see a brain for what it actually is?

I just feel like this is the "hard problem" made manifold. Sure, subjective qualia, la de da de da. But what do you make of the possibility that the brain actually isn't a good tool for measuring anything? Isn't that an even harder problem? After all, there can never be any way to tell. It seems like an insurmountable doubt that is being cast.

How do you know that the tool you use to measure anything is ever accurate? It's just an assumption that it is, no matter how many miracles you can muster.

 

I think the brain is a filtering device, filtering out most of What Is and leaving us with this reality.

 

reality is all the parts we filter out, plus the tiny fraction that we don't. and all the parts we have no idea exist too.
what i don't understand is why people feel like they have to anesthisize themselves to visualize or understand this.
my best guess is because of childhood cultural conditioning to "diss" their own natural imaginations.

(there is nothing i have ever had to be stoned to see or imagine, reality isn't what people tell each other, reality is what people telling each other ignores, does not even imagine the possibility of)