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8. Marijuana and theMindThe story is told of three men who were traveling across the desert on their way to the great city. The first was a drinker of wine, the second a user of opium, and the third a smoker of ganja. When they finally arrived at the city, it was midnight, and the gates had been locked. The drinker of wine drank mightily from his sheepskin; he beat against the gates of the city, and finally fell down in a slumber. The man who favored opium smoked some of it, looked up dreamily at the sky, and then fell asleep by the side of the gate. The smoker of ganja inhaled deeply on his pipe, went up to the gate, and put his eye up to the keyhole. "Behold," he cried, "we are already in the city!" — traditional folk story
Time Over
the centuries, researchers, writers, and smokers have all agreed that one of
the most constant effects of marijuana is its tendency to alter the user's
awareness of time. Smokers routinely find that events seem to take longer when
they are stoned and that time itself seems to pass more slowly. One side of a
record album can last for over an hour—or so the user imagines—while a simple
walk of two blocks may seem like a long hike. You know how jittery, got-to-be-moving people in the city always get up in the subway train two minutes before they arrive at the station? Their nerves are on edge; they're watching the clock, thinking about schedules, full of that high-powered mile-a-minute jive. Well, when you've picked up some gauge that clock just stretches its arms, yawns, and dozes off. The whole world slows down and gets drowsy. You wait until the train stops dead and the doors slide open, then you get up and stroll out in slow motion, like a sleepwalker with a long night ahead of him and no appointments to keep. You've got all the time in the world. What's the rush, buddy? Take-it-easy, that's the play, it's bound to sweeten it all the way.[1]
When
I began smoking, the elongation of time was very prominent. It was the first
occasion I realized that I had a sense of time. It made me feel like a
fish in water, who normally isn't conscious of the ocean all around him.
Similarly, I had never really been conscious of time, except when I looked at a
clock. I had always assumed that the clock was time.
Remember
how long time took to pass when you were a child? So much of what you do as an
adult is ordinary, whereas to a child it is new and interesting. With
marijuana, you tend to be so fascinated with things that you're much more
interested in what's going on and you think, gosh, I must have been here for an
hour and a half, when really it's only been thirty-five minutes.
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