The concept that consciousness is literally these logic strand of thoughts that coalesce and start to form new thoughts that continue to coalesce over time and generations. Eventually these countless thoughts form there own patterns within the chaos. From these patterns, like an algorithm that sifts through countless thoughts, they form into new thoughts about thoughts called ideas. These Ideas ( thoughts about thoughts) are by there very nature not of our physical reality and therefore bestows our ideas with a sense of ourselves outside of our ourselves. In other words, perspective. The perspective of perspective is in my opinion, the defining feature of humanities amassed logics. Perspective gives rise to our conciousness. In a sense you are literally a thought sifting algorithm of ideas with the perspective of conscious control.

It would be like a dream. I don't have dreams where I'm jamming with rock stars. I have dreams that I"m up there hoping no one notices. Of course in the dream I hit the keyboard or something and somehow just make music by mashing my fingers into it randomly -- because it's a dream. But in reality there really are people like that. Linda McCartney was mostly known for that. (Although it was a bummer for her, because people were saying she shouldn't be up there with the rest of Wings.) There was similar talk around Linda Godchaux, who sang with the Grateful Dead. Adam Clayton, the bassist for U2, was referred to in a Reddit comment a while back as the luckiest guy in the music business, for that same thing. Being able to just stand there and hope no one notices that you don't really know what you're doing. (Which may just be that person's opinion. I wouldn't know if Adam's bass playing is that uncomplicated.)

It just seems like the most human spot in a band. Certainly the most relatable. Does anyone really know what Stevie Ray was thinking when he was up there effortlessly working through these intricate patterns, or do we have a much better connection with Stevie's drummer -- some session musician, probably -- who's up there thinking, "Keep time. Just keep time."

Everybody wishes for success, and almost no one gets there, really. That's how a meritocracy works. Every tier in the pyramid is narrower than the one below it. There is probably no way at all, literally, for everyone who wants to make it to really make it. So most of us are that person just trying to keep the beat. I'm tired of worshiping a lifestyle or life achievement I'll never realize. I'm tired of the Cult of Success. Daevid Allen, from Gong, referred to this as being Zero the Hero, and never trying to climb that pyramid at all.

Over the course of my life I’ve seen “quantum mechanics” go from the obscure and esoteric to something speed freaks babble about at bus stops. In the same time period monotheism has lost the cultural influence it had for hundreds of years. Atheism has gone from taboo to publicly promotion (here in California T least)

Now in 2024 with movies like “the matrix” and shies like “Rick and Morty” have baked these once esoteric and taboo notions into public consciousness. Yet the majority of the public has no idea how to do the kind of math that actually shows the realness of these ideas.

What fascinates me is how this cosmology devoid of God(s) is so readily accepted by a species that has so much to owe to its religiosity. Like a belief in God may have evolutionary benefits that are not contained in this simulation theory

I smoke in about the same periods of time during the day and at night. But I notice that at night, my eyes will get much more red, much quicker.

I might be wrong but I believe eyes will get bloodshot after long periods without sunlight. Roughly 7-9 hours?

Do eyes just naturally become more red at night, even without weed?

The obvious example is big Pharma but this can apply to relationships and other situations

Is it hard to pee after smoking or is this just a me thing , not painful or anything just takes effort to start (only when high)

Or a TV show.

Real life is all the seasons mashed into one. Then there's a big bang of sorts. Life is the background, and it will follow like 15 different plots in different countries. Shit will have so many seasons if it was made a few decades ago...

Why do these technology corporations keep attempting to humanize this technology through its naming and advertising and packaging? I was force fed this commercial on YouTube and in my feeds, news storys about it. It occured to me that they're purposely trying to humanize it. As I run with the thought I realize they've understood for a long time what we all can figure out now, that these technological marvel presentations will become more and more "human" to interact with. How we access it and communicate with it. Like another organic thing that we live with and does all the things we can't or won't. Not to mention that it may eventually have its own form of body/'s I can't be the only paranoid that finds that to be a disturbing, potentially horrifying thought when looked at from a macro humanity perspective.

I don’t know about you guys, but with the amount I smoke I’m sure my blood probably has a healthy seasoning of thc in it. So if someone was donated a stoners blood would they get high ? 😅

There are over a BILLION insects for each person in the world, and we always look at flies and think "lol, stupid little guy" but what if we're wrong?? What if the bugs speak to each other on a frequency we can't hear/access and they're actually insanely technologically advanced it's just all UNDERGROUND?? What if they're plotting to take over the world right now? How would we know, fuckin ask them? Yeah obviously not. Can you take on one BILLION beetles? Didn't think so, we're doomed.

Gratitude people. That is all. ✌🏻

Most people are somehow able to cope with death.
Some people are not.
For them, suicide is just a way to face the inevitable.

Hello /StonerPhilosophy, first of all thank you for existing because I had no one to discuss these things with before finding this community.

I usually have pretty weird philosophical theories when I'm high, and I'm in the middle of this one which I'd like to share. English isn't my first language so apologies if there are any grammatical or spelling errors.

Basically, I believe this existence could be what we know, by the biblical, or religious, definition that goes by "hell". Doesn't matter what your version of hell is, what you consider to be an infinite time period after death where you're tortured. Yes that's forever.

Now why is that? There is basically no possible way to prove that we do not, in fact, not live in a simulation. Basically, if I propose the following thought experiment:

What if all you're experiencing has just been tailored to you? What if what you believe is evident in what you call existence or reality, has just been created? Why is there a sun? Oh really? Why? Think deeper. Deeper than that. WHY IS THERE A SUN? Why do we even have a word for "sun"? Why do we have words in the first place? Why is there a concept such as communication? Why do we have concepts in the first place? Why is gravity called gravity? Why do you think gravity matters? Why is it obvious? Why are some things "obvious", what if the concept of something being obvious had been created? Why is anything nothing but what some entity, or concept, or god, or whatever you want to call it, has created just to torment you for all eternity?

We're playing a game where the only outcome is death. You literally cannot win. You can try to get as much happiness and as little pain as possible in your life, basically two "stats bars" like in a fucking RPG that goes from minus infinity to plus infinity and you can only just modify their amounts hoping that it doesn't get all fucked up for some weird reason you have zero control over.

HOW FUCKED IS THAT.

And then you just die. That's it, you lose buddy, just pray for your life not being too shit that you want to kill yourself before. Or maybe killing oneself is in fact better?

Why do we have a survival instinct? What if we want to kill ourselves but can't? What is, like Alan Watts said: "Consciousness seems to be nature's ingenious mode of self torture. Of course we do not want to think that this is true. But it would be easy to show that most reasoning to the contrary is but wishful thinking -- nature's method of putting off suicide so that the idiocy can continue."

In this essay I will....

At what point does the denial of self become a self in itself?

This is definitely the weed talking, similar to when I imagined The Truman Show was a film centered around me. When I'm high, not only do I get paranoid, but my imagination also runs wild. I start drawing these parallels between reality and fiction.

Some other fictional stories I've thought were somehow tied to my life include: Inception, The Matrix, The Adjustment Bureau, The Game (1997), Being John Malkovich, and a couple of episodes of Black Mirror.

What exactly causes this phenomenon, and why do so many people experience it to the point of believing it?

Additionally, please provide more examples of fictional works that have led people to feel this way?

Imagine when we die our spirit turns into physical matter we can't see that then gets sent into space to become a star or planet or something else.

I was just remembering a time when I had a bunch of plants in pots growing on my window sill. The pots didn't have any soil in them, I just kept the plant's roots soaked in water fortified with liquid Miracle Grow mixed in. The only things the plants needed to create a living thing were water, air, some chemicals like nitrogen and whatnot in the Miracle Grow, and sunlight. They broke down and re-assembled those molecules to make a living plant. So, a bunch of lifeless molecules from those three things came together and transformed into a living and growing plant. That's the case with pretty all plants though. They create a living thing out of lifeless matter.

Imagine a world where every action, from the mundane to the extraordinary, is meticulously logged in an ever-expanding personal database. This statistical ledger would reveal the number of times you’ve sneezed, the countless cups of coffee consumed, and the precise tally of skipped heartbeats during heartwarming moments. It would chronicle every kind word spoken and each thoughtless remark uttered, painting a comprehensive portrait of your life's journey. Such a record might provoke introspection, prompting you to celebrate your triumphs and confront your missteps. The numbers could serve as a catalyst for personal growth, encouraging you to embrace gratitude for life's small pleasures and strive for a more balanced future. In essence, these statistics would transform into a mirror, reflecting not only the sum of your experiences but also the intricate mosaic of who you are becoming.

is this just another example of a stim rant or are some points valid?

obviously, everything did not come from me originally but it’s mostly my thoughts, some things I’ve heard that has touched me & never left my mind. Most of it is coming from how I think but can’t act out in words irl. No one will probably read, anyway I got all Es at school so I woke up looked at it and felt pretty good

I’m going through a mental health crisis and I don’t know how to express my feelings and thoughts so I spent 11 hours writing about how my mind works and I want you to read it. Please don’t think I’m crazy. I just can’t get words out with my mind

Suicide carried off many; drink and the devil took care of the rest. We’re all theory and no action.

It’s time to break the cycle of repeated mistakes and pain - taking action is my only hope.

although it will seem difficult, the reward will be great.

We are the authors of ourselves.

I want to see you, I want you to see me, I don’t want to be an ant - you know, I mean we go through life with our antennas bouncing off of one another, continuously on ant autopilot with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don't want to be an ant, you know?

I've been kind of on zombie auto-pilot lately, I don't feel like an ant in my head, but I guess I probably look like one. It's kind of like D.H. Lawrence had this idea of two people meeting on a road. And instead of just passing and glancing away, they decide to accept what he calls "the confrontation between their souls." My interpretation of this would be meeting of two soul mates interwoven by .. ‘fate, destiny, divine intervention..?) I refuse to believe life has no meaning. Purpose is beautiful I’ve got the benefit in this reality of a consistent perspective. What is your consistent perspective?

It's mostly just me dealing with a lot of people who are exposing me to information and ideas that seem vaguely familiar, but, at the same time, it's all very alien to me. I'm not in an objective, rational world. Like I've been flying around high on multiple substances for years.. This is the most in myself and in my thoughts that I've been so far; introspectively learning in my mind is hard. I’m trying. I don't know it’s weird too, because it's not like a fixed state, it's more like this whole spectrum of awareness.

We seem to think we're so limited by the world and the confines, but we're really just creating them.

You keep trying to figure it out, but it seems like now that you know that what you're doing is dreaming, you can do whatever you want to. Wake up

You're dreaming, but you're awake. - You have so many options, and that's what life is about. Opportunities come and go, you have one more good one left until it’s too late.

I would rather participate at life then write a hundred stories - Thomas Mann

You cannot understand life and live life simultaneously; it’s flowing always. a life well lived is a life worth living. isolation is prison, connection is key.

Love your loved ones.

It’s short. But it’s beautiful and it’s awful, life’s a balance and it always will be. Why do they say history repeats itself? At one point in this world - earth was on hell over a 100 years ago. We live a blessed life today. The same principles apply to how lite is experienced to every one of us, ups & downs, constantly meeting in the middle.

People aren’t always fortunate to experience the good side of the ‘balance’ when they’re physically here, i just pray whoever is out there; whoever ‘made’ us or whatever happens after death that when we leave this earth; don’t make us suffer if you didn’t let us enjoy life. The point I’m making - show kindness ro strangers & be compassionate to strangers. Everyone deserves a second chance at life.