Thoughts on weed?

I honestly feel like if more deep thinkers were tapping into cannabis products, our whole landscape of philosophical thought would be way more lush and vibrant.
When you get properly high, it’s like you’re suddenly wide open to this downpour of new ideas... the clouds just sort of clear out, maybe you set aside those rigid logical crutches for a bit, skip right over the damn premises, and just land softly on a real insight—THC is probably the ultimate mental performance enhancer, I guess!
Right?
So, uh, you wanna go grab a joint?

There’s something to be said for everyone experiencing a little relaxation now and then.😁
Personally, I’ve managed to find my zen even without any substances involved. 😉

I mean, maybe without some heavy lifting or grinding, those neurons just start pulsing along perfectly in sync, I guess 😳

For the smokers out there.

http://www.algoritam.net/forum.hr/MaryJane.mp3
http://www.algoritam.net/forum.hr/Le...get_stoned.mp3

I have to say, I’m honestly a bit disappointed. I really went into this thinking Reddit would be a classy, decent place to hang out, but instead, it feels like I’m surrounded by nothing but degenerates.

I mean, I guess everyone is on something these days, you know?

Get intoxicated! Whether it’s through poetry, a good glass of Napa Valley Cabernet, or just pure virtue—it doesn't matter. Just get drunk on life!
Baudelaire, obviously

It’s a misconception that being high automatically unlocks a fountain of creativity...
The reality depends entirely on the specific strain of cannabis you're using... 😁 because not all greenery hits the same way...
Frequency and duration of use play a role too; tolerance changes the equation...
While it's true that being high can sharpen your perception of certain details, there is always a trade-off...

Plato and Aristotle both said that wonder is the starting point—the *arche*—of philosophy. And just like Fink explains so well in Introduction, it’s all about that sense of awe toward things we used to take for granted. It’s when those "obvious" truths suddenly get hit with a massive question mark. That kind of shock? That’s where philosophy begins.

So, what actually triggers this feeling? Honestly, even just looking at some grass can do it. Sometimes, when you really sit with yourself and let these things sink in, the stuff you thought was set in stone just... melts away. It dissolves. It vanishes.

So yeah, using grass as a way to kickstart "the beginning of philosophy" is definitely one way to look at it.

But here’s the big one—maybe the most important question: how are we actually defining this *arche*? Because it isn't just a starting line in terms of time; it’s also the principle itself. The core source.
Which leads us to this:

- Is wonder just a temporary spark that we’re supposed to outgrow once we reach "solid" knowledge (treating philosophy like some ultimate, untouchable science)?

- Or is wonder the constant, beating heart of philosophy—the actual source without which the whole thing wouldn't even exist?

If we go with the first option, then the grass—even if we count it as a valid "starting point"—has to be tossed aside once we find something more reliable and grounded.

But if we go with the second, then we’ve got a whole new problem: does that "stoner" vibe still actually amaze us? Or has it just become another habit, a way to lull ourselves back into a sleepy kind of familiarity?

Philosophy can only truly be that source (*arche*) as long as the wonder stays alive.

Truth doesn't just spark questions; I guess it actually brings the answers along with it, too. It kind of tunes up the frequency of our internal mental scanners, so maybe all those facts just get a much clearer tomography.

David Sanchez6 said:Sometimes, a total wildcard doesn't just spark questions—they provide the answers, too. It’s almost like they tune the frequency of our internal mental scanners, giving us a much clearer, high-def tomography of everything that exists.

Haha, honestly, I think I once had one of those moments where I was so completely out of it that I actually felt like I grasped the ultimate meaning of life, the universe, and everything else.
But then, reality finally hit me.😎

nobody and nothing said:So, the idea that grass could be the spark that ignites philosophy is certainly one way to look at it.

- or perhaps wonder itself is the eternal wellspring of philosophy—the very source without which philosophy simply wouldn't exist?

As long as that sense of wonder remains alive, it can serve as the foundational source (the arche) for all philosophy.

That first step is undeniably crucial.
But what matters even more is whether I am actually ready (and capable) to take the second, the third, and so on...
Because a ten-thousand-mile journey isn't conquered with a single stride, but through countless steps.

One absolutely must seek out the Truth/wisdom. But if I find "Truth" and decide to just stand still—I’ll end up petrified in dogma, halting my own spiritual growth.

You can live the Truth, but you can never truly capture it in words or write it down.😉

Nah, wait, here’s what I’m actually wondering about... since we’re talking about neural layers and those "complex" thoughts pulsing in sync—where clear signals drown out the static, basically more order equals less noise... is that just how things work in general? Like, is having more rhythm, structure, and system versus all that chaos and interference—what we usually call finding "meaning"—actually the goal? Is our whole purpose, globally speaking, just about organizing the chaos? Hmm?

I guess... is fixing all this chaos basically our whole purpose? Like, the big picture thing?

I don't know about the grand universal purpose or anything, but I do know it's probably better to drive with your headlights on.

guest said:... is organizing chaos our fundamental purpose?

Human beings are inherently creative; we build our own worlds, and in doing so, we construct ourselves.

We pull order from chaos because, as the old saying goes, "Neither gods nor men created this cosmos"...

but I’d argue that we are all constantly creating it every single day. 😉

nobody and nothing said:As Plato and Aristotle once noted, wonder is the beginning—the *arche*—of philosophy. And just as Fink explains extensively in Introduction, we’re talking about that sense of awe triggered by things we previously took for granted. It's when something we thought was totally unquestionable suddenly sparks a "why?" That kind of wonder is the true *arche* of philosophical thought.

So, what can trigger this? Even something as simple as grass, honestly. In those moments of forced introspection, certain "obvious" truths tend to crumble, dissolve, or just vanish entirely.

So yeah, looking at grass as a potential gateway to the "beginning of philosophy" is definitely one way to see it.

But here’s the real question—maybe even the crucial one: how do we interpret this *arche*? Because *arche* isn't just a starting point in terms of time; it's also the origin, the principle, the fundamental source.
Which leads us to this:

- Is wonder merely a starting point that we should eventually leave behind in favor of more secure, established knowledge (philosophy acting as the "supreme science")?

- Or is wonder the constant, living pulse of philosophy—the very source without which philosophy wouldn't even exist?

If we go with the first answer, then even if we accept grass as a "starting point," it has to be discarded once we find a newer, more solid foundation.

If we choose the second, then a new problem arises: does that "marijuana-induced" state of wonder still move us? Or has it just become another habit, a way to lull ourselves into a sleepy sort of familiarity?

Philosophy can only remain an *arche* as long as the wonder stays alive.

👍

An inspiring product of an uninspiring topic... and who's to say something great can't come from nothing? 😕
We wonder, and we defy the laws of physics and the physical limitations of thought! 😉

Taking that first step is undeniably crucial.

But more importantly, I have to ask myself if I am truly prepared—and capable—to take the second, the third, and so on...

Because you don't cover ten thousand miles with just one single stride,
but through countless small steps along the way.

Searching for the Truth and wisdom is essential, certainly. But if I find my version of "Truth" and simply stop there—
I’ll end up hardening into dogma and stalling my own spiritual growth.

You can live the Truth, but you cannot capture it in words or write it down.😉

😉

redfox5 said:Taking that first step is definitely huge.
But honestly, the bigger question is whether I’m actually ready (and able) for steps two, three, and so on...
Because you don't finish a ten-thousand-mile journey with just one single stride; it takes a ton of them.

..only when ur stoned..the time it takes to cross a step is way longer than the step itself..and list in may kejs..😕 🙂

I’m being completely serious about this question.
In fact, just a few days ago, an old friend and I were debating this exact topic. He doesn't see it my way, but I definitely do.

I purposefully posted this under "Philosophy" because I feel like philosophers dive deeper into these things, and I tend to view Buddhism more as a philosophy anyway.

To be honest, if I hadn't started using weed when I was 14 or 15, I never would have encountered Buddhism... or rather, let me put it differently >> I never would have truly discovered myself and my own essence.
I don't think questions like "Who am I really?" would have even crossed my mind, or at least I wouldn't have spent nearly as much time searching for the answers to such big questions.

For me, marijuana provided insight into certain truths and knowledge that I doubt I ever would have realized or noticed in my everyday life.

It isn't the same for everyone, though. For instance, that friend of mine doesn't share my view on weed. Some people just relax, some laugh until they can't breathe, and others study or contemplate.
One buddy described the experience perfectly when he said, "The herb just shows you things."
Interestingly, that friend is a Sagittarius just like me, and the main trait of a Sag is searching for religious, philosophical, or psychological answers. A Sagittarius's phrase is "I understand," whereas a Taurus might say, "I possess." Maybe that's just one big trip—a stretch to try and connect metaphysical ideas. Doesn't matter.

I maintain that cannabis pushed me into higher states of consciousness that I wasn't prepared for, which caused me to lose my footing a bit; I have to admit, it actually scared me.

I'm curious to hear your thoughts on this.

.. that’s probably just the weed talking, kid..