This may sound crazy, and it might be crazy, but it was powerful for me. A few nights ago I went to my friend's house. I'll call him Danger. My other friend was there, Gut, but he's not really involved in this. We got really super blazed that night, and after a while we ended up all just sitting in Danger's room. I'm on the bed, Gut's to my left on the bed, and Danger's to my right standing up. There was a door knob in the floor with the long stick mechanism attached. For whatever reason, I don't remember, I was too high, I found myself holding the narrow piece of the door knob against my temple. Danger picked up his baseball bat. He aimed, drew back and... With my eyes closed, I knew in that moment that I was at peace enough that I could die with no remorse. I feel like this is a good thing om mani padme hum
I was ready to have my friend drive an object into my temple and kill me. I had no fear of death in that moment.
[quote name='"bahookahjoe18"']I was ready to have my friend drive an object into my temple and kill me. I had no fear of death in that moment.[/quote] Wow, was it no fear of death, or feeling like there was no need to live? Is this common when you're high?
It was both possibly. There really is no need for me to live, but I don't mind doing it, so I'll keep at it. It's not common that I face near-death situations when I'm high. I don't think about death most other times.
a door knob in the floor with the long stick mechanism attached that doesnt make sense to me anyway maybe you knew your friend wouldnt actually drive something into your head with a bat so you werent actually scared of death
[quote name='"doggerjones"']a door knob in the floor with the long stick mechanism attached that doesnt make sense to me[/quote] This is what confused me. Joe, mind elaborating or giving a picture so I can get a better idea of the situation
I agree. It was really weird. I'm not saying I want to die. I'm just saying that at that moment I was so at peace with my current conditions that if he had swung, I was ready.
Man I can place you as one of my buddies. I sort of feel bad for your friends because I know what it feels like for them to be high and deal with something like that...
Idk man that doesn't sound right with me, there is alot to live for you just have to apply yourself and get beyond how the culture wants you to be/live and enlighten yourself to reality and/or change how your brain behaves because we are all just molecules and once you find out how to rewire these molecules you can reprogram the brain.
You undoubtedly have a skewed view of me. I'm not depressed, and I don't want to die particularly. I had a hard time wording the OP originally, I'll go revise it. I wasn't actually asking him to do it. I don't even remember how it happened I was so high. But I think I basically picked it up and put it there, and then he picked up the bat and drew it back. It just felt weird to say in the OP, "One thing lead to another and next thing you know, I'm holding a broken door knob to my temple while my friend aims his baseball bat."
I was super blitzed though man. It was one of the highest times I've been recently. This was meant to be more of a deep thread. I honestly haven't read the OP when I posted it, and I was probably high then too... I'll go read and revise it. This was meant to be a more positive vibe thread about being at peace with myself enough to die.
