Thinking of Life Sober while High

Well its kind of weird but when I look back on how my life has been over let's say a year or so, it seems like it is divided into sections and it feels kind of like a storybook/flipbook kinda feeling looking and thinking about it. Does anyone else know what I'm talking about?

 

I prefer not to think of my sober life when high, it's very boring and scary.

 

I think of my high life when im sober.

 

Same, lol.

 

Well, as long as you're happy.

 

theres many a time Im really high and I say to myself this is how sober Id should be.. the perfect high sometimes....
Then the dragged out high where you feel like shit and you wish you never got high again.... and stayed that way sober..

 

I feel like soberness is like a drug and soberness gives me this "sober" perception about things that is different from being high

 

That's why i rarely get bummed about being sober. It's just another state of being to compare to the rest.

 

Sober is high except in the opposite way of us thinking high man. I'm so not sober at the moment but I wish i was. man I wish I was.

 

Flip that a 180 and you get me.

 

i havent felt sober since xmas but i do wonder how boring things would be if i was sober ....

 

man I love doin' weed but I can't stand the excessive drunk feeling.

 

That is kind of sad dude. I live a majority of my life sober. I smoked daily for about 7 yrs, and i dug it, but now i smoke a few times a week and i really enjoy the sessions. Being sober isn't a drag, it is unaltered reality. I enjoy my life.

 

of course I look at my life as a type of storybook or narrative. that's one reason it's been used for so many centuries; it allows us to see ourselves as outsiders. Just as a quaterback would look at film to see how he can improve, the mild pyschedelic cannabis allows us to look at ourselves in a detached and often meditative state, to see our strengths and flaws the ways others might see them. as some on this thread have attested, we don't always take advantage of this dynamic, hence the reputation of stoners being stagnate (and other reasons I'm sure, no offense to anyone here).

just last night I smoked some dank and closed my eyes to search my less-than-conscious self. I penetrated into areas of my past I haven't thought of in forever. I was taking an inventory of my life as I could remember it and seeing it from a more elevated, nonpersonal perspective

 

Fields of summer, fields of glass, all have come but now they pass.

 

I get high so I don't have to deal with life. It's easier for me to forget all the people I know who are pricks.

 

live does come in sections. there are biannual seasons going from stages in highschool. there are annual seasons of th years. there are half-yearly cycles of weather. these can automatically 'colour' your memories into categories