Puff, Puff, Psychosis
Getting high really does feel like a mystical experience for me, particularly when I'm alone or in small groups. My objective reality suddenly becomes subjective and I'm aware of it. Getting sucked in and out of things (realities) at random. I could be listening to music and suddenly feel like the music has replaced what I normally thought of as myself and all that's left is me (awareness) hearing the music play. The same goes for when it's raining outside. If I happen to be high at the time and decide to shift my attention to the sound of the rain then that sound suddenly becomes me, I'm no longer a witness to it or listening to it but the experience can more easily be described as the rain is happening within me and I'm watching (listening to) it. (Like that episode of BoJack Horseman where he does psychedelics and the borders around his drawing are dissolved. I thought it a powerful depiction, whether intentional or not because that removed his borders and he...