Thursday, April 20, 2017

face of the girl (part 3)

420 is code for cannabis (marijuana), originated in 1971 by five students who called themselves the Waldos. It was the time that they designated to meet to execute a plan to find an abandoned cannabis crop based on a treasure map. Ultimately, the plan did not come to fruition and eventually became code for marijuana consumption in general.

As you can imagine, it is a significant event on April 20 in cities and states where marijuana is legal, such as California. My first exposure was 'contact high' in college when my roommate/suitemates consumed the substance while stuffing a towel at the bottom of the door with windows closed. I could never master smoking it as I could not inhale it from a joint, so I resigned myself to contact high as the 'sitter'. While I never thought I had any reaction, at least those high on pot would claim that I was giddier than normal.

I have always thought that I had a predisposition to addiction so avoided drugs in general. While living in Asia, I tried it once via a homemade apple 'bong' that served to filter the harshness on the throat. However, an odd reaction from a friend, which turned out it was due to past trauma/experiences from an addiction that her ex got her into (stone skipping (part 5)), ruined any experiment I was hoping for in determining my natural reaction.

Up to then, I had a theory that marijuana is one of those substances that enhances a person's natural state. My friend's husband would either get super paranoid in a random environment or very artistic and could see music visually dancing when he felt safe. He is naturally inclined to musical talents but is also prone to conspiracy theories. My friend is super giddy, as she's a naturally optimistic person. Another friend also got very paranoid the one time he tried edibles, and in his normal life, he likes to claim that he's 'super sensitive' but in reality, that entails a lot of skepticism, insecurity and paranoia about what others think of him. An ex (moments that matter (part 4)) used to describe to me that he'd get foolish and dark although I never witnessed what that meant. A study links heavy teen use of marijuana with abnormal brain structure changes that resembles schizophrenia, which may be tied to what he was talking about since he was around that age. The risk seems to not be an issue for older users.

He would get cerebral and solve or connect random things, which aligns with someone with the life path of 7 (trifecta). The first time I truly tried edibles was in Koh Samui (bubble of bliss). I had wanted to try it in a safe environment and at that time, he had always made me feel safe. As noted in reclaiming the cunt (part 3) and face of the girl (part 2), I have learned that confidence, being in the moment and relaxing has enabled me to always achieve orgasms. Yet, it was a complete surprise to discover that under the influence, a touch on the temple, sucking a finger, light touch, etc. all was connected to my nether region, resulting in continuous orgasms for hours on end.

Initially, I was not sure if it was the pot, connection I had with him or both. It took me a long time before finding another person I felt remotely safe enough to try it again. One person (ftale) even wondered whether I would be able to still have orgasms under the influence without anyone touching me, which recently was proven to also be possible, and further validates the sexual energy in face of the girl (part 1). Clearly, a connection makes it more intense and I haven't quite been able to replicate Koh Samui; however, all the moments have still been fun and very pleasurable.

I am curious what blend of sativa and/or indica will help me find my inner child (code of silence (#sue, #secretsociety123)), and perhaps solve world peace while I am in there.

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