A Hypothesis of my Addiction.
i smoke marijuana. i deeply enjoy marijuana. i recognize that to civilized society, marijuana is not beneficial and therefore, illegal. i am, by definition, an intelligent person yet, i smoke marijuana. i do recognize the maledictory reputation that marijuana has built itself thru the years. i recognize that marijuana, when subjected to a combustion reaction, becomes a carcinogenic substance. i recognize that the chemical tetrahydrocannibinol delta-9 is the significant contributor to the hallucinogenic properties of marijuana. i am, by definition, addicted to marijuana. this addiction i find is in fact harmful in a long-term perspective. i will most likely not quit smoking marijuana. i am not positive if i have an addiction. if i do though, i'm wearing it. this addiction, when in action, elevates my state of consciousness to a point to where i am convinced that i am able to focus with more power and precision. i listen more than i speak. i do this because the world does not understand the concept of listening. the world only speaks. i have reached the precipice of my patience for the world. so many designated borders and guidelines to follow. spectrums of extremity. love or hate, white or black, left or right, good or evil, right or wrong, the list goes on. so much teaching of extremity. "don't do this, or else", all that slaver. when children grow up, these ideas are instilled into the foundation of their moral principles. that god is good and drugs are bad, satan lives in hell and jesus in heaven. imagine how distorted to modern society a child would be, given that he/she is not subjected to such standards. i learn a lot from smoking marijuana. i learned that most people are offended and don't try to understand why one would go so far as to smoke marijuana, habitually even. it's fairly common for a person to make judgement calls based on what another person tells him/her rather than experience. that strikes a rather dissonant chord in my version of logic. it's, heresy to judge a particular habit or even based on ideas not even belonging to oneself. i see a lot heresy then. there are those who have in fact travelled the road i have and still manage to resist such temptation. i admire that. i, myself, am not ready to aqquit myself of such a pleasure. distorted principles surround us all and we are unable, as a unified people, to escape their grasp. i need to continue this later.