"The other day after smoking a quick bowl packs and feeling pretty lifted, a friend asked me, 'What does it feel like to be high?', unfortunately my friend had never smoked and been enlightened by the feeling of being 'high'. So I casually put some thought into it, the only thing I could think of in response was a simple reply of 'I don't know, I guess, pretty awesome.' And I thought to myself, 'Pretty awesome?! Is that the best you got, Sam?? You've had a steady relationship with Maryjane since you were in the 8th grade and thats the only explanation you have for your virgin-lungged friend?!' Never have I had such disappointment in my explanation of the feeling that my true love provides me. So, I went home, and I sat, munched on some popcorn and gulped down a cold gatorade, and I thought about how I was feeling at that exact moment. I had come to the conclusion that being high, it is to be like a child; to perceive events with clarity; to look into the gates of paradise; to completely enjoy whatever you might be doing; to smile so hard that your jaw muscles get tired. Being high is to laugh at the silliest or even dumbest things; to understand things that have seemed absurd before; to have the aloofness of a cat; to afford a kinship with shamans and kings of ancient cultures. Being high makes life seem terribly good. Being high is simply grand."
-guest writer sammy jane
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