Conversation you have had while altered

I was reluctant to start this thread, because I didn’t want to come off sounding like some college dropout stoner type, but after reading this interview with Chuck Palahniuk, I realized that sometimes great works of literature are inspired by abnormal conversation with fellow human beings.

Anyway, I had this conversation with my friends V, M & P the other night while altered. I’m E.

V: 39% voted for the legalization of marijuana in Nevada.

M: And the damn thing would have passed if it weren’t for the anti-gay lobby!

P: Goddamn those anti-gays!

E: Wait a second, how’d the anti-gay lobby figure into this?

V: They had a big propoganda thing going.

M: They fucking put out a state-wide propoganda rally and killed the legalization issue!

P: Goddamn those anti-gays.

E: How’d they do that?

M: Propoganda!

E: Are you saying that there was a same-sex measure to be voted on along with the legalization thing on the ballot?

M: Yeah, and if they weren’t on the same side of the fucking ballot, they’d have legalized marijuana!

P: Goddamn those ballots!

E: You’re saying that just because a same-sex resolution was printed on the same side of the ballot as legalization that that’s what led to how many people not voting for it

V: 61%

E: But wait a second, somebody who’s opposed to same-sex marriages isn’t going to vote for legalization of marijuana anyway. What the hell difference does it make what the anti-gay lobby says?

P: Goddamn anti-gay lobbies.

M: Because they used their fucking propoganda machine to influence voters! If it weren’t for them marijuana would be legal!

E: But wait a second, how many people who are opposed to same-sex marriages are going to vote for legalizqation?

V: 61%

E: No fucking way that the entire rest of the state of Nevada is like that!

M: You know Nevadans, they’re some weird people.

V: They do have Las Vegas, you know.

E: OK, you said 39% voted for it, so that means that the 11% needed to pass it would have voted for legalization if the gay thing hadn’t been on the same side of the ballot?

M: EXACTLY!

E: YOU ARE SO STONED! How many people are going to the fucking polls, thinking “Gosh, I think I’ll vote to legalize marijuana…WAIT A SECOND, WHAT’S THIS? SAME-SEX MARRIAGES? NOT IN MY BACK YARD! I’ll vote against legalization while I’m at it…” How many would do that?

V: 61%

P: Goddamn those 61%

M: [incomprehensible babble]

E: Who the hell would vote for legalization but be opposed to same-sex marriages? OK, granted there might be some like that, but what kind of people would that be?

M: The Hell’s Angels!

P: Goddam those Hell’s Angels.

M: The fucking Hell’s Angels are the fucking Al-Qaeda of Nevada. They live in fucking caves and make their goddamn pipe bombs and come out and blow up buildings and shit.

E: Yeah, I just see it now: they got all their Harleys and all those cave passages and they’re speeding down at full fucking throttle BLAAMMMM BLAMMMM BLLLAAMMMM!!!

then it got even sillier…

We had the “Mirror People” discussion back when I was, ohhh, 15 or so. Freaked me out, man. I don’t remember the conversation ver batim, of course, but the basic idea was that there are people just like us, except completely opposite, leading lives just like ours, except completely opposite, in the mirror. I really panicked when the conversation became, “Dude, what would happen if my mirror person jumped out, snatched me, and tried to switch places? Do you think you guys would know it wasn’t really me?!?

It was heavy.

I know I’ve had conversations on lsd that completely altered my life views, beliefs and way of thinking, but damned if I can remember what they were.

Ponder this one:
When I was younger and indulged in certain things, I used to think that the “me” that was sitting around with my friends was actually a dream, and that “I” was really asleep somewhere, dreaming about hanging out with my friends. I used to drive my friends crazy (I’m sure) by checking in every once in a while with “hey, guys? Am I awake? Or is this a dream? Are you sure?”

I’ve had similar experiences, Skerri. But it wasn’t a dream, it was a movie. I felt like everything I did and everything I said was totally scripted. But I hadn’t only remembered my lines, I’d remembered everyone else’s, too. I’d know what they were going to say right before they were going to say it. I was speaking their lines with them silently in my head.

I’m sorry your thread didn’t go over too well, KO.

I miss oldscratch… :frowning:

Ah yes, the Mirror People. Another popular one (as I recall it, anyway) was the idea that the world was like this all the time, but you could only see it whilst “influenced.” Everything looked flat and boring and ordinary, because you couldn’t see all of it while sober.

Or something.

Urban legends were always a source of great entertainment, though I must admit there was never a great deal of debunking going on. Responses were usually in the realm of, “Whoa, no shit, really? I never heard about that, man.”

I find that I’m having trouble remembering a lot of the actual conversations we had, back when…

[sub]Dude, what’s like… The opposite of irony? You know, like that word that means totally the other way around from, like, ironic?[/sub]

Along the same lines as Skeezix, I recently had a revelation that there are many realities going on at the same time and they aren’t too far away from our “real” reality. While watching the world go by through fun-goggles I was trying to figure out what station my mind was on so that the next day I could tune back in without “assistance”. One of my friends was completely with me and trying to help. Another couldn’t understand what we were talking about and another was trying to disprove everything we said.

Turned out he was right and we were wrong.
[sub]btw, mirror people suck because they usually make fun of me[/sub]

-wm

p.s. To the young readers: I know this all sounds like fun, but please try to figure out how your mind actually works before you start messing around with it. I waited until I was 20 and have no regrets.

I don’t usually have conversations while altered. At least ot like the ones you describe. I usually just think in my head all these weird thoughts and sometimes I sit and type them on the computer. I even think them while sober, they are just more freaky when altered.

Warning: Do NOT watch Vanilla Sky or Donnie Darko while altered. You begin to question reality and cannot stop. Wait maybe that’s not a bad thing…

Obsidian Flutterby: Is that your age showing there?

No, facetiousness aside, I’m just thinking here that when I was a user of “fun-goggles” (nice one, that) this was generally a group activity. If you watch That 70’s Show at all, the basement “face sessions” they depict are fairly accurate, from my experience.

It occurred to me that this could become a completely different experience, in the age of the internet. You can do this in a group setting, sort of, while still alone in your room. (house, apartment, whatever) It seems to me there was an unconscious idea we shared, unspoken, that if you did this all alone, frequently, you might have a problem, but if you mostly did it “socially” you were pretty much in the norm. Some weird kind of prejudice at work, mebbe. Or just paranoia. :slight_smile:

And well, no point really. I was just curious.

[sub]After re-reading my post, perhaps I can recall more of that time than I first thought. This rambling is starting to sound familiar…[/sub]

And I left off the qualifier for the question:

I haven’t put on them goggles in a whole buncha years now, so I’m perhaps stuck on the idea that it’s generally an activity for those under 25 or so. Just IME.

I was under general anethesia (sp) when I was being altered, so if I had a conversation, I don’t remember it.

Possibly it is my age showing. (20 on Monday in fact), but I usually do smoke with a group. I’m the one who sits there quietly thinking and staring at the wall most of the time but get me talking and I won’t stop! My roomies come up with some interesting ideas…

One roomie told us about this thought that came to him while he was altered… Basically it was that as a kid you are always taught not to be alone with strangers right? And people usually don’t feel comfortable around people they don’t know… well if you don’t know yourself… and you are by yourself… you are alone with a stranger…

The frequent checking with friends reminds me of what happened once to a friend of mine while my then-boyfriend and I were at her and her boyfriend’s apartment. She’d taken some combination of stuff - some cold medication, Excedrin, alcohol, caffeine, and probably something else, and was acting very trippy. She spent a lot of time in the bedroom because she wasn’t feeling that well, but over the course of an hour or so would come out every 15 minutes to ask in a very anxious tone, “Did I just come out and take off all my clothes in front of you, or was I imagining that?” We’d have to reassure her that no, she hadn’t done that, and in fact she’d now asked the same thing X times, with the same answer each time. We even threatened to videotape her so she could watch the tape and know she hadn’t stripped and that she’d been asking this question a lot.

So do I… I think
bye

Wow, look who the cat dragged in. Interesting.