bitflipper

I wonder, after you stopped smoking, did you start having WILD dreams after a few days?

Oh, yes. Vivid dreams that had no connection to anything. Realistic people that weren't drawn from my usual palette of real-life associates. Dreams that subsequently picked up again the following night, like an episodic series. In one, I made up a hilarious joke, but even though I vowed to remember it, come morning I could not.
 
Fortunately, none were of the sweat-inducing panic attack variety.

I have those episodic dreams most nights. Not that they have plots that follow on from each other, but for 2 or 3 nights at a time they seem to exist in the same "space" or world, and it's usually some huge place that I'm living in with different floors and rooms and a selection of people from past and present. I regularly have the stereotypical "psychological" dreams as well, the sort of stuff that amateur psychologists love to interpret. Things like climbing a really steep mountain that becomes almost vertical at the top (and I keep slipping down), or jumping up in their air and realizing that I don't have to come back down if I don't want to. And the most common recurring dream of my entire life - finding a new door in my apartment and going through and there's an amazing new wing of my home that I didn't realize I had. I hate waking up and slowly realizing that it's not the case :(
 
If I smoke pot, all of these fun dreams are replaced with a sort of misty haze of vague shapes and abstract feelings that I barely remember the next day. I guess you're using up all of your dream credits in waking hours when you're high. 

ampfixer
Going way back into ampfixer history, I remember consuming brownies. The key to not going overboard is waiting about an hour and then having a couple puffs to trigger the reaction. The problem you had is the same thing that is killing kids today. They take all this crap made in a bathtub and when they don't get a buzz in 20 minutes they take more. With chemicals you can take a lethal dose and not know it ... for a while.
 

Yep did that a few times in the early 90's with E. That stuff can be really intense if you take too much of it. I would take one and get p*ssed half an hour later when I couldn't feel anything, feel like I'd been burned, and take 3 or 4 more to see if I could salvage at least something from the "duds" I'd bought. 5 minutes later the first one would hit me like a freight train, and E can be quite a scary "come up" at times, you go through a rough patch for a while. Which was made all the more stressful when I realized that I had 4x that dose hitting me soon. And once you get into that rave you realize why it's so strongly associated with techno music - that huge repetitive kick drum brings out some kind of primeval rapture in you. The excitement was just too much on a number of occasions, you feel like you're so high you're reaching some kind of human limit of happiness. But looking back, yeah it was crazy that we'd just assume this stuff was OK merely by the fact that it had a cool logo stamped onto it. I bet I ingested some horrendous chemicals from those pills. 
 
Swallowed a couple one time and a friend said "no don't swallow those, they're wrapped in cling film." Had an interesting time a few hours later in the morning when I had no idea if or when they would kick in. They did eventually and it was great :)

This thread has inspired me to smoke 100 times as much as I usually do. 

craigb
This thread has inspired me to smoke 100 times as much as I usually do. 

I think someone else has been reading it as well....
 
https://www.facebook.com/...ideos/926565160809463/

WOW. Ya think he caught a buzz?

bitflipper
I hate that feeling. I once had some weed so potent that I literally forgot how to put on socks. Sat there staring at them for what felt like several minutes, trying to remember how socks work. It's hard to imagine any scenario where that's a life-enhancing benefit.
 
Now into the third month of my experiment, I have smoked pot just twice. Both times it was after a gig, when it was 3:00 AM and I was too wound up and caffeinated to sleep. The caffeine isn't good for me, either, but my normal bedtime is 10:00 PM so without it I'd never make it through a gig.
 
Surprisingly, my sleep patterns have stabilized. I now have no trouble falling and staying asleep. I still sometimes get up too early, but "too early" is now 4:00 AM, not midnight. I can live with that.
 
Other benefits include a clearer head, reduced appetite, improved memory and increased physical energy. I also watch less TV and am less likely to procrastinate about doing unpleasant chores.
 
Manual dexterity seems to be improving. I am faster and more precise on both musical and computer keyboards, although I can't be sure how much of that is just due to playing in a band again. I will never again be the speed-demon I was in my 30's, but at 65 there's just no need to prove anything to anyone. 
 
 

This is so awesome to hear, Dave! I too smoked for a long time. I remember as a kid back in the woods building tree forts and underground caverns.....
 
We had this guy that lived in the woods we named "Tickman". We figured he must have been loaded with ticks since he lived back there somewhere. He would pop out of nowhere all dressed in white with a sailor cap on. Big long beard...sort of looked like a pirate. He was about 60 or so.
 
Anyway, one day we were smoking this stuff that was paralyzing. He pops out of nowhere and says "you lil c-lappers...I know what you're doing! Just remember, you got one joint the size of your body and one bottle of booze the size of your body. When you smoke them up and drink them up, you're done kid, DONE!" And he disappeared into the woods. I was about 16-17 then.
 
I always remembered what he said, but didn't know what it meant. About 10 years later, I knew what he meant. I smoked this stuff that was so nasty, I remember playing drums, doing a drum fill, falling off the stool and woke up in some girls lap. From there I remember going #2 and throwing up between my legs at the same time while feeling my heart was racing so fast, it was going to explode inside me.
 
That was my first introduction to panic/anxiety brought on by weed. I remember that night...after I was feeling better, my car was parked in my church parking lot because the place I was playing was across the street. A huge, life-like crucifix of Jesus on a hill is in our church parking lot. It's actually breath-taking. Well, I got down on my knees and said "Lord, please take this feeling away from me....I'll never do this again!"
 
That lasted about 2 weeks. The stuff I smoked that made me all screwy came from a friend. Surely my own stuff wouldn't have this effect....and God knows I'm weak. Needless to say, I broke my word and smoked my own stuff. The exact same thing happened to me and there I was, going through all the same stuff praying again for forgiveness. I stuck to my guns that time...but it hit me....
 
There was nothing wrong with the weed. I had smoked that joint the size of my little body. It all made sense. With stopping, my ability to carry out tasks improved. I was no longer a little lazy or tired. My memory improved ten-fold and I really never had much of a problem sleeping, although the weed did make me sleep better. I got the munchies a lot, but never really abused anything. So I stayed the same weight until I quit smoking nearly 4 years ago. I've gained about 12 lbs.
 
Anyway, it will get better with time. If you can, try to bring in some exercise. Honest when I tell you, it makes an incredible difference for the better. Even if you just ride a stationary bike for 30-40 minutes. You don't have to go crazy...just a little something to bring some good oxygen into your body. These days I do a work out every other day that last about an hour with my cardio in it as well. It's not for everyone, but every little bit can make a difference for the better as well as improve sleeping, digestion and over-all well being. Good luck man, I'm so glad you've seen a few positive results already. :)

This thread has made me laugh more than once.... really cool stuff in here.

I used to smoke pot all the time.....occasionally some hashish when it was around.... Oh I loved that stuff... so smooth.  I stayed away from pills and other things. Tried but didn't like LSD. One day, I was in a country rock band and the other guitarist and our roadie came in with this jar filled with some nasty smelling brown liquid. It had stuff in it and it looked like something dipped out of a septic tank. They said it was mushroom tea from shrooms freshly picked that morning. I declined, sticking to weed and tequila.... I think the rest of us were working on the tequila.

Anyway, I grew a little victory garden every once in a while.  I smoked practically every day. I got some chest congestion a few times and don't know if it was from the weed or something else. Anyway, one night around 3am the sheriff came to my door. I thought somehow they had found out about my garden. Nope.... they thought the guy who lived behind me lived where I was and they were looking his next of kin because they thought he had died... same name...different guy.... but it scared the living daylights out of me.

I figured it was time to quit. I had smoked weed for many years and really enjoyed it except for the times it made me paranoid. So I just decided that I'd finish off my current supply and that would be it. that was over 2 decades ago. I haven't smoked any since. Not saying I wouldn't but I just haven't. 
 
and .... with the things I hear about the potency of the various variations and strains,  and with the prices I hear they are charging now days, I don't see how I could really justify those outrageous prices. Nope... I'd have to cultivate a garden again to even consider toking up again. Back in the day.... $20 would get you a nice full oz of Mello Mexican or some homegrown. Panama Red and Acapulco Gold, or the occasional Thai stick would run $40 to $50...an outrageous sum in those days. $45 would get a quarter oz of hash.   Those were the days.

Dave's not here:


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I always say the best smokes you have are the ones you've earned. I always got better results smoking after work of some kind. Never understood the "wake and bake" mindset. 
 
Back in 1991 me and my old man worked a milk delivery route together. We'd work from about 2am until 9am, often in the freezing cold and it was hard work lugging those crates around. When we were done we'd share a joint on the drive home. That was one well deserved smoke and I loved it. Then he'd drop me off at my place and I'd smoke another one with the headphones on. I wish I could limit it to "every other weekend" or something like that, but the trouble is if I get a bit these days I cannot resist having a toke every night. One thing that's great if you're a "once in a blue moon" smoker like me is listening to the music you're working on after a toke. Sometimes when you're working on a track for a long time you can lose perspective, get disillusioned and disheartened with it. And then you listen to it with stoned ears and you think "wow, this is actually pretty good!" It restores my enthusiasm in what I'm working on. 

 
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