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    Unintentional Humor Found In Google Translate

    I took the first paragraph of a short story I'm working on, and translated it through every language on google translate, this is what I got...

    "" Oh man, you karoneiro? "Heard the call," Yes, who are you? "I said." I'm David, and I am of you? "He asked." David, shit, remember me? Next? "She asked." There is no way someone was you? "He asked. We" ... God is the same story, really, leave the damn city. "Walked 6 kilometers from the city, and Forgot about God, it is so beautiful," I spoke with the mayor for five minutes, and we know that this fucking whore. Allows you to get here. Night. Matter what. The interrogation room "with the feelings," "I often agree with David ..
    • on May 11
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    Understanding Emotions and Tripping

    This story begins with roughly 100-120 mgs of DMT put into a joint, melted under a heat lamp, and smoked. As I exhaled, the drug began its onset, within a minute, the furniture had all melted away, the carpet began to creep up the walls, and then up the ceiling. It then fell onto me, wrapping me up and whipping me away.

    My first though was “Had I taken too much?” I tore through the carpet, only, it wasn’t a carpet, it was now a cocoon, I was hanging upside down from a sort of shape that looked like a multicolored, 3-D hexagon made of much smaller 3-D hexagons, all spinning and shaking, growing and shaking. I fell out of my cocoon.

    Falling down, until the hexagon looked like a star in the sky. I was surrounded my stars, one in particular started growing bigger and bigger until I was enveloped in an incredibly bright green-white light. I started to feel good, better, great, this goodness kept growing, until I reached a peak. I wasn’t happy, I wasn’t sad, I just had an eternal wholeness, I don’t want to say I reached nirvana, mostly because looking back on the experience, it wasn’t pleasant, actually, it was awful, terrible, because I was only feeling one pure emotion, I didn’t feel human, I wasn’t human, I wasn’t even alive, it all felt so artificial.

    Just as sweet sugar and bitter chocolate taste good together, I needed some bad with my good, the reason we have feelings like depression, fear, and hatred is that they balance out their mirrors. A meal of only sugar is no meal at all.
    But my trip wasn’t over yet, far from it in fact, my inner-goodness began to subside, the numbness and stiffness was lost, the bright light of this world began to fade, and I was enveloped in darkness. I was being drained. I have been depressed before, I have been scared before, we all have. No human lives a life without sadness or fear. But this was different, it wasn’t fear, I wasn’t afraid, I wasn’t depressed, it was some other emotion, something deeper, something primal.

    You know that moment, when you’re backed into a corner, something is after you, physically or even mentally, there’s a slight bridge, when your brain is going into the fight or flight reflex, before adrenaline is released, it’s a split second, but, for this incredibly slim amount of time, you feel nothing, that is what it feels like when you only have your senses, as your brain is evaluating everything it can about a situation, it isn’t wasting brain power on memory, emotion, or any other luxuries we have, it is only evaluating the threat, and escape routes, sure it’s using short term memories and other bare necessities, but it’s set on one thing, staying alive. It’s the moment right before your stomach drops; it’s the hesitation before you act the lock up before you run. It’s total nothingness.

    I felt this, I wasn’t sure if it lasted two seconds or two years. The very act of trying to describe it gives me a head-ache. Then, I saw a light, a golden light coming from below me, and what can only be described as an orgasm of emotion washed over me, I was happy, sad, scared, envious, and in love with the universe at the same time, it was an overload of conflicting emotion, the golden light grew less and less bright, until I realized I was looking at my desk lamp.

    Launching off this trip report, what is emotion? Wikipedia has a neat little chart of human emotion:

    Kind of emotion..............Positive emotions..............Negative emotions

    Emotions related to object properties
    ..........................................Interest, curiosity................Alarm, panic
    ..............................Attraction, desire, admiration....Aversion, disgust, revulsion
    ...........................Surprise, amusement..........Indifference, familiarity, ...............................................................................................Habituation

    Future appraisal emotions
    .....................................................Hope...............................Fear

    Event related emotions
    ......................................Gratitude, thankfulness..........Anger, rage
    ............................Joy, elation, triumph, jubilation.............Sorrow, grief
    ..................................Relief.....................Frustration, disappointment

    Self-appraisal emotions
    .........Pride in achievement, self-confidence...Embarrassment, shame
    ...........................Sociability.............................. Guilt, remorse



    Social emotions
    ..................................Generosity..........Avarice, greed, miserliness
    ............................................................Envy, jealousy
    ..........................Sympathy......................................Cruelty

    Cathected emotions
    ......................................Love............................................Hate

    Now most of them make sense from an evolutionary standpoint, curiosity arguably led to every single human discovery ever, love helps us reproduce, generosity helps popularize us in a group we need for protection, anger gives us the courage to fight, fear helps us avoid dangerous situations, onwards and so forth with every category, except with event related emotions.

    Natural selection is a pretty simple process, if you are better suited to your environment than your peers, you will be able to produce offspring that will carry your traits. That means that happiness and sadness are vital to our survival, but why? When you think about it, happiness doesn’t really help anyone out when you look at it straight on neither does sadness, disappointment, nor frustration. But, I have a hypothesis on why we have these emotions, and it goes a bit deeper than, reproduction or basic survival.

    Frustration:
    Let’s say you’re locked out of your house, it’s freezing outside and you don’t have a phone to call a locksmith, so you decide to break down your basement door. You slam into it, kicking at it, hitting faster and harder each time. This is basic frustration. When we’re trying to do a difficult task and we fail, the natural response is to do it faster and harder, this is because in the cave men times, there was really no need for anything more skillful than brute force, if the animal isn’t dead yet, your brain says club it faster and harder. But in today’s modern world, we have much more complex tasks than kicking down a door. If you’re playing a video game, and you repeatedly fail at the same part, you start doing it faster and faster, becoming frustrated with it. You know you’ll have to slow down in order to win, but you still don’t. It’s a natural emotion for ancient times. I believe that over the course of human history, frustration will be greatly diminished, or our brain will only apply it to physical exertions.

    Disappointment:
    Now what could be the reason for this feeling? That horrible sinking feeling you get when something doesn’t go as expected. It’s one of the few emotions we actually feel guilty for having, if you open up a present at Christmas, and it turns out to be socks instead of something you wanted, you’d most likely throw on a plastic smile, hiding your emotion, but it’s not like hate, it feels good to hate something deep down, for some odd reason, but that’s off topic. When you have disappointment deep down, you feel like an asshole. Now why would we have an emotion that makes us feel bad to feel? Again, we need to go back to the caveman times. Now my theory on disappointment is that it originated from hunting and foraging, if you go out into the wild for food, and find nothing, your brain will punish you to its fullest extent, because it not only means that you won’t be able to eat, it also means your group will have animosity, you were supposed to acquire food, and you didn’t, so you feel disappointment. But this feeling has now turned into a feeling of dejection from not getting your way, so I believe it will also be phased out throughout human evolution.

    Happiness:
    Happiness, it’s everyone’s favorite emotion, and I think that it’s also quite easy to explain, it’s the brains way of rewarding you, you’re happy when you’re under little stress, in good living conditions, and with a peer you have bonded with, either in love or friendship. It’s rare to be consistently happy when alone, because this isn’t the natural human state of being, we’re very social creatures. So when you find yourself in a consistent situation that would allow reproduction and survival, your brain wants you to be in that situation as much as possible, so it makes you happy, you like the feeling of happiness, so you try to put yourself in that situation as much as possible. Happiness is much different than triumph, even though we often confuse the two. Triumph would be breaking down your door after trying for a long time; happiness would be repairing that door and feeling safe in your house again. So I don’t think happiness will change too much in the course of human history, it’s a really basic emotion; most animals feel it or something similar.

    Sadness:
    Now this one is the most puzzling of all emotions. Why would your brain put you in a state of state of lethargic self-pity? Quoting from Wikipedia: “When one is sad, people often become less outspoken, less energetic, and emotional.” Less outspoken and less energetic, that really surprises me, why did ancient people who were less outspoken and less energetic reproduce? What’s the point of sadness? Now, this is purely a hypothesis, and I’m sure some people reading this will have wildly differing opinions, but I believe that sadness it’s the brains way of coming to terms with a traumatic situation. I believe it originated from the earliest animal mothers, before humans or even monkeys. I believe basic ancient mammals were the first creatures on earth to feel sadness, because mammals do not lay eggs, they give birth and care for a single or a litter of babies, when one or even all of these babies die due to the harshness of life in the wild, the mother still has protective instincts, it has failed as a mother, and sadness was the ultimate form of punishment for this poor animal. The goal of every living thing on earth is reproduction. When we fail at that, we fail at existence, so our brains punish us. Over time, these motherly instincts spread to men too, and began broadening to just a general feeling of loss, because that’s where sadness comes from, not depression or any other condition, just basic sadness. Loss of friends, loss of relative, loss of offspring, and loss of animal companion are the most common places sadness originates, when we lose something important to us, our ancient reptile brains see this as failing to look out for those around us, and we feel sad.
    So how does this apply to you? We have emotions, and most of them can be explained with some logic, now we need to learn how to control them. We can control our emotions pretty well in sober life, but when we add a chemical to that equation, it can be hard to grasp hold of our inhibitions.

    A friend of mine once told me that “Bad trips aren’t real if you don’t believe in them”, and while this isn’t entirely true (there are many fucked up hallucinogens and dissociatives that can and will produce bad trips if used improperly), it defiantly changed my perspective on tripping.

    I’ll do my best to provide a general guide on happy tripping, but keep in mind that it’s general, you do not have to and should not follow it to the smallest detail, everyone is different, if you’re doing something and you don’t like it, don’t do it.

    Mindset:
    A lot of people say that if you’re stressed out or depressed, you’re going to have a bad trip, while this isn’t always true, it’s not going to hurt if you’re in a good mood, if you’re going through a rough patch in your life, save the hallucinogens for later, they probably won’t make you feel better, and you’d be more likely to have a bad trip. And don’t have a bunch of expectations or things you “need to do” (like, “I gotta watch SpongeBob while tripping, or we need to go for a walk on acid, or I just have to watch the sunrise), if you’re tripping, fun things will come to you, there’s really no need to seek them.

    Control:
    When in the midst of a drug trip, a pretty huge mistake people make is trying to totally steer their trip in a direction they desire. You can’t say to yourself “I will now find total inspiration” and expect for it to appear out of thin air. But another mistake people make is believing that they have absolutely no power over the trip, this also isn’t true, no matter what chemicals are racing through your body, you’re still human, and although it may take practice, you can ground yourself in reality. The best way to do this in my opinion is to play a simple drum beat, the least complex thing imaginable, just one drum at a steady, slow tempo, focusing on this will immensely ground and calm you.

    Emotion:
    And we come full circle. Emotion can be the best thing or the worst thing to ever happen to you when tripping. The reason I presented an in depth look into emotion is because you need to realize that emotions have only as much control over you as you give them. If you become sad when tripping, ask yourself why you’re sad, try to find logical mental route to happiness, for example, if you’re sad that Jimi Hendrix is dead, ask yourself why,
    “Because he can’t make music any more”, why does this make you sad, “Because I really enjoyed his music”, if you enjoyed it, why don’t you cherish the music he did make and go listen to the music he did make, you can’t do anything about his death, so you might as well not fight it.
    I’m sure that this little mental conversation seems a bit silly to most people, but calmly and slowly examining your troubles while tripping can really help you calm down. Hallucinogens are really good at amplifying emotion, sadness can feel like an overwhelming pit and happiness can seem like a peak so high that it rises above all logic, so try to keep on that peak, enjoy yourself, feel happiness naturally, but don’t force it, and don’t mistake sadness for contentedness.

    Experience:
    There are a few misconceptions about tripping in general. Don’t expect to fly into another world of shapes and colors unless you use a very strong psychedelic such as DMT or take a heroic dose of something else. If you’re only doing a couple tabs of acid, you’ll see the world in a new shade of beauty, but you’ll still be grounded, the main thing you’ll be experiencing is the mindset, you’ll be thinking about things on a deeper level, you’ll appreciate subtlety, don’t try to force yourself into seeing crazy hallucinations, work your way up to the heroic doses slowly.

    Realization:
    A large portion of hallucinogen use, especially first the time, is loss of ego. For most of our lives, we have an ego; it justifies anything bad we do. There have been many blog posts on how bad your ego is so I’ll leave the main subject alone. The most important rule to tripping is: DO NOT FIGHT REALIZATIONS if you fight any realizations, if you suddenly realize you've been an asshole your entire life, accept it and move on, if you try to fight things you learn about yourself and about the world and about your reality then you will have a bad trip. The key to tripping, and in some ways, life, is acceptance.
    • on December 13, 2012
    • filed in Experiences
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    Perspectivitania

    I felt the car crash, felt my ribs crack, the seat-belt tighten, the shatter of glass, and then, nothing. I was in blackness, slowly colors came into view, reds, blacks, greys, and I knew it, I was in hell. No doubt about it. I sank down to my knees, I cursed god, my choices, and I wondered what I did to deserve to be here.

    Then I looked around. There were no demons hauling me away, no tortured screams, all I heard was silence. I stood up, wiped the tears out from under my eyes. Where was I? A small cave with a red light coming out of an opening. I followed the cave unto a cliff, and I saw it, boiling pools of lava, instruments of torture, horrible devices that I didn't ever want to learn the use of. There was a small staircase to my left, I walked down it, onto the ground floor of hell. There were no people, the room I was in was gargantuan, the ceiling must have been 2000 feet high, with large stalactites hanging from it. The room must have been the size of Alaska, but there was no curve, no horizon, it was perfectly flat.

    I looked around, there was nobody, I looked for a place to sit down that wasn't covered in spikes, and I found a small stair case that led into a pool of lava. I sat on the stair case itself, and waited, and waited, for about an hour, when the heat coming off the lava grew a little too much for me, when not near lava, the room was a comfortable 70 degrees. I didn't understand, why was I here? If I was in hell, I should be getting tortured, there should at least be demons. There were none. None. Nothing. No-one. Forever.

    It then dawned on me, this was my punishment, an eternity of lonesomeness, the only possible activity self torture. I sat back down on the stairs, and started to cry.
    • on November 1, 2012
    • filed in Philosophy
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    Datura, The Secret Path To Hell

    First off, never do it, the problem with Datura is that it isn't regulated at all, becuase its made by nature, one seed can have a 20 times higher dose than another, you could get a dry mouth, or end up in a mental institution for 2 weeks until you come down. This is my experience with one terrible drug.

    I was visiting a friend in Oregon, he had a house really deep in the woods, I had to hike for 3 hours just to reach it, since I didn't have a dirt bike, which would probably be the only thing that could traverse the road to his house. When I reached the house at about seven, more like a cabin actually, I found it to be quaint, he had about 4 generators in the basement, which powered the cabin, he had somewhere around 70 full gas canisters in the shed by a stream out back, we went inside, I had no idea how he got a fridge out into the woods, and still don't, but we had frozen pizza for dinner.

    After dinner, we burned a couple bowls, then, he told me that he had some Jamison Weed, we divided it up between us, and ingested it. I can usually remember drug trips pretty well, but this drug was a totally different animal. We felt pretty good for about an hour, then things started to get trippy, the walls were breathing, objects seemed to be moving around, but after an hour of this, things started getting fucked up. The room was lit up by a single over head light, and a small light on a coffee table. I was soon scared at the light, it made me uneasy to look at, soon it started burning my eyes, I closed them, but it was still there, burning me, my friend told me "This must have been some shitty product, right?" but his voice sounded like a demon, and he wouldn't stop talking, I couldn't hear the words he was saying anymore, but his demonic voice grew louder and louder, it was inside my head, I was crying becuase the light hurt so bad. I tried running out of the house, but perspectives started violently shifting, I couldn't tell how tall I was, how big anything was, or how far away it was, I stumbled outside, puked all over myself, I couldn't even tell I was puking until I smelled it, I ran into the forest, my eyes were burning, they hurt so bad, I jumped into a stream, and started splashing water onto my eyes.

    But I noticed something was moving in the water, little parasitical worms, they started jumping up out of the water, and burrowing into my skin, into my eyes, I felt them swimming around inside my body, I ran deep into the woods. Perspective was shifting so violently that I kept running into trees. I had a giant gash on my forehead, I felt the blood coming out, I saw a giant worm come out, so I started bashing my head against a tree, as hard as I could, to kill the worm, but it wouldn't die. I hit my head so hard that I fell to the ground with a concussion, on the ground, I saw an extremely bright light floating through the woods, a demon with a flash light started talking to me with his demonic voice, I can't remember anything at all after this, I ended waking up 10 days later, in my friends guest bed room, I stayed at his house a few more days, then went home.

    What had happened in those ten days, according to my friend, was that he found me in the woods about an 8th of a mile away from his house after an hour of looking for me, he had to carry me back home, where I started smearing blood from my forehead and drawing pictures on the wall, he had to tie me to a bed frame with my head facing down hanging over the edge so when I puked it would be in a bucket. I was constantly screaming and babbling nonsense, I wouldn't eat for the next couple days, I shit my pants twice, and pissed everywhere. I then went into a sort of coma until I woke up a few days later, took a shower, helped clean up my poor friends house, then went back to sleep.

    All of which I have no recollection of.

    Stay the fuck away from Datura, man.
    • on November 1, 2012
    • filed in Experiences
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    Compassion and the Individual; Tenzin Gyatso

    The purpose of life
    ONE GREAT QUESTION underlies our experience, whether we think about it consciously or not: What is the purpose of life? I have considered this question and would like to share my thoughts in the hope that they may be of direct, practical benefit to those who read them.

    I believe that the purpose of life is to be happy. From the moment of birth, every human being wants happiness and does not want suffering. Neither social conditioning nor education nor ideology affect this. From the very core of our being, we simply desire contentment. I don’t know whether the universe, with its countless galaxies, stars and planets, has a deeper meaning or not, but at the very least, it is clear that we humans who live on this earth face the task of making a happy life for ourselves. Therefore, it is important to discover what will bring about the greatest degree of happiness.

    How to achieve happiness
    For a start, it is possible to divide every kind of happiness and suffering into two main categories: mental and physical. Of the two, it is the mind that exerts the greatest influence on most of us. Unless we are either gravely ill or deprived of basic necessities, our physical condition plays a secondary role in life. If the body is content, we virtually ignore it. The mind, however, registers every event, no matter how small. Hence we should devote our most serious efforts to bringing about mental peace.

    From my own limited experience I have found that the greatest degree of inner tranquility comes from the development of love and compassion.

    The more we care for the happiness of others, the greater our own sense of well-being becomes. Cultivating a close, warm-hearted feeling for others automatically puts the mind at ease. This helps remove whatever fears or insecurities we may have and gives us the strength to cope with any obstacles we encounter. It is the ultimate source of success in life.

    As long as we live in this world we are bound to encounter problems. If, at such times, we lose hope and become discouraged, we diminish our ability to face difficulties. If, on the other hand, we remember that it is not just ourselves but every one who has to undergo suffering, this more realistic perspective will increase our determination and capacity to overcome troubles. Indeed, with this attitude, each new obstacle can be seen as yet another valuable opportunity to improve our mind!

    Thus we can strive gradually to become more compassionate, that is we can develop both genuine sympathy for others’ suffering and the will to help remove their pain. As a result, our own serenity and inner strength will increase.

    Our need for love
    Ultimately, the reason why love and compassion bring the greatest happiness is simply that our nature cherishes them above all else. The need for love lies at the very foundation of human existence. It results from the profound interdependence we all share with one another. However capable and skillful an individual may be, left alone, he or she will not survive. However vigorous and independent one may feel during the most prosperous periods of life, when one is sick or very young or very old, one must depend on the support of others.

    Inter-dependence, of course, is a fundamental law of nature. Not only higher forms of life but also many of the smallest insects are social beings who, without any religion, law or education, survive by mutual cooperation based on an innate recognition of their interconnectedness. The most subtle level of material phenomena is also governed by interdependence. All phenomena from the planet we inhabit to the oceans, clouds, forests and flowers that surround us, arise in dependence upon subtle patterns of energy. Without their proper interaction, they dissolve and decay.

    It is because our own human existence is so dependent on the help of others that our need for love lies at the very foundation of our existence. Therefore we need a genuine sense of responsibility and a sincere concern for the welfare of others.

    We have to consider what we human beings really are. We are not like machine-made objects. If we are merely mechanical entities, then machines themselves could alleviate all of our sufferings and fulfill our needs.

    However, since we are not solely material creatures, it is a mistake to place all our hopes for happiness on external development alone. Instead, we should consider our origins and nature to discover what we require.

    Leaving aside the complex question of the creation and evolution of our universe, we can at least agree that each of us is the product of our own parents. In general, our conception took place not just in the context of sexual desire but from our parents’ decision to have a child. Such decisions are founded on responsibility and altruism – the parents compassionate commitment to care of their child until it is able to take care of itself. Thus, from the very moment of our conception, our parents’ love is directly in our creation.

    Moreover, we are completely dependent upon our mothers’ care from the earliest stages of our growth. According to some scientists, a pregnant woman’s mental state, be it calm or agitated, has a direct physical effect on her unborn child.

    The expression of love is also very important at the time of birth. Since the very first thing we do is suck milk from our mothers’ breast, we naturally feel close to her, and she must feel love for us in order to feed us properly; if she feels anger or resentment her milk may not flow freely.

    Then there is the critical period of brain development from the time of birth up to at least the age of three or four, during which time loving physical contact is the single most important factor for the normal growth of the child. If the child is not held, hugged, cuddled, or loved, its development will be impaired and its brain will not mature properly.

    Since a child cannot survive without the care of others, love is its most important nourishment. The happiness of childhood, the allaying of the child’s many fears and the healthy development of its self-confidence all depend directly upon love.

    Nowadays, many children grow up in unhappy homes. If they do not receive proper affection, in later life they will rarely love their parents and, not infrequently, will find it hard to love others. This is very sad.

    As children grow older and enter school, their need for support must be met by their teachers. If a teacher not only imparts academic education but also assumes responsibility for preparing students for life, his or her pupils will feel trust and respect and what has been taught will leave an indelible impression on their minds. On the other hand, subjects taught by a teacher who does not show true concern for his or her students’ overall well-being will be regarded as temporary and not retained for long.

    Similarly, if one is sick and being treated in hospital by a doctor who evinces a warm human feeling, one feels at ease and the doctors’ desire to give the best possible care is itself curative, irrespective of the degree of his or her technical skill. On the other hand, if one’s doctor lacks human feeling and displays an unfriendly expression, impatience or casual disregard, one will feel anxious, even if he or she is the most highly qualified doctor and the disease has been correctly diagnosed and the right medication prescribed. Inevitably, patients’ feelings make a difference to the quality and completeness of their recovery.

    Even when we engage in ordinary conversation in everyday life, if someone speaks with human feeling we enjoy listening, and respond accordingly; the whole conversation becomes interesting, however unimportant the topic may be. On the other hand, if a person speaks coldly or harshly, we feel uneasy and wish for a quick end to the interaction. From the least to the most important event, the affection and respect of others are vital for our happiness.

    Recently I met a group of scientists in America who said that the rate of mental illness in their country was quite high-around twelve percent of the population. It became clear during our discussion that the main cause of depression was not a lack of material necessities but a deprivation of the affection of the others.

    So, as you can see from everything I have written so far, one thing seems clear to me: whether or not we are consciously aware of it, from the day we are born, the need for human affection is in our very blood. Even if the affection comes from an animal or someone we would normally consider an enemy, both children and adults will naturally gravitate towards it.

    I believe that no one is born free from the need for love. And this demonstrates that, although some modern schools of thought seek to do so, human beings cannot be defined as solely physical. No material object, however beautiful or valuable, can make us feel loved, because our deeper identity and true character lie in the subjective nature of the mind.

    Developing compassion
    Some of my friends have told me that, while love and compassion are marvelous and good, they are not really very relevant. Our world, they say, is not a place where such beliefs have much influence or power. They claim that anger and hatred are so much a part of human nature that humanity will always be dominated by them. I do not agree.

    We humans have existed in our present form for about a hundred-thousand years. I believe that if during this time the human mind had been primarily controlled by anger and hatred, our overall population would have decreased. But today, despite all our wars, we find that the human population is greater than ever. This clearly indicates to me that love and compassion predominate in the world. And this is why unpleasant events are news, compassionate activities are so much part of daily life that they are taken for granted and, therefore, largely ignored.

    So far I have been discussing mainly the mental benefits of compassion, but it contributes to good physical health as well, According to my personal experience, mental stability and physical well-being are directly related. Without question, anger and agitation make us more susceptible to illness. On the other hand, if the mind is tranquil and occupied with positive thoughts, the body will not easily fall prey to disease.

    But of course it is also true that we all have an innate self-centeredness that inhibits our love for others. So, since we desire the true happiness that is brought about by only a calm mind, and since such peace of mind is brought about by only a compassionate attitude, how can we develop this? Obviously, it is not enough for us simply to think about how nice compassion is! We need to make a concerted effort to develop it; we must use all the events of our daily life to transform our thoughts and behavior.

    First of all, we must be clear about what we mean by compassion. Many forms of compassionate feeling are mixed with desire and attachment. For instance, the love parents feel of their child is often strongly associated with their own emotional needs, so it is not fully compassionate. Again, in marriage, the love between husband and wife – particularly at the beginning, when each partner still may not know the other’s deeper character very well – depends more on attachment than genuine love. Our desire can be so strong that the person to whom we are attached appears to be good, when in fact he or she is very negative. In addition, we have a tendency to exaggerate small positive qualities. Thus when one partner’s attitude changes, the other partner is often disappointed and his or her attitude changes too. This is an indication that love has been motivated more by personal need than by genuine care for the other individual.

    True compassion is not just an emotional response but a firm commitment founded on reason. Therefore, a truly compassionate attitude towards others does not change even if they behave negatively.

    Of course, developing this kind of compassion is not at all easy! As a start, let us consider the following facts:
    Whether people are beautiful and friendly or unattractive and disruptive, ultimately they are human beings, just like oneself. Like oneself, they want happiness and do not want suffering. Furthermore, their right to overcome suffering and be happy is equal to one’s own. Now, when you recognize that all beings are equal in both their desire for happiness and their right to obtain it, you automatically feel empathy and closeness for them. Through accustoming your mind to this sense of universal altruism, you develop a feeling of responsibility for others: the wish to help them actively overcome their problems. Nor is this wish selective; it applies equally to all. As long as they are human beings experiencing pleasure and pain just as you do, there is no logical basis to discriminate between them or to alter your concern for them if they behave negatively.

    Let me emphasize that it is within your power, given patience and time, to develop this kind of compassion. Of course, our self-centeredness, our distinctive attachment to the feeling of an independent, self-existent �I�, works fundamentally to inhibit our compassion. Indeed, true compassion can be experienced only when this type of self- grasping is eliminated. But this does not mean that we cannot start and make progress now.

    How can we start
    We should begin by removing the greatest hindrances to compassion: anger and hatred. As we all know, these are extremely powerful emotions and they can overwhelm our entire mind. Nevertheless, they can be controlled. If, however, they are not, these negative emotions will plague us – with no extra effort on their part! – and impede our quest for the happiness of a loving mind.

    So as a start, it is useful to investigate whether or not anger is of value. Sometimes, when we are discouraged by a difficult situation, anger does seem helpful, appearing to bring with it more energy, confidence and determination.

    Here, though, we must examine our mental state carefully. While itis true that anger brings extra energy, if we explore the nature of this energy, we discover that it is blind: we cannot be sure whether its result will be positive or negative. This is because anger eclipses the best part of our brain: its rationality. So the energy of anger is almost always unreliable. It can cause an immense amount of destructive, unfortunate behavior. Moreover, if anger increases to the extreme, one becomes like a mad person, acting in ways that are as damaging to oneself as they are to others.

    It is possible, however, to develop an equally forceful but far more controlled energy with which to handle difficult situations.

    This controlled energy comes not only from a compassionate attitude, but also from reason and patience. These are the most powerful antidotes to anger. Unfortunately, many people misjudge these qualities as signs of weakness. I believe the opposite to be true: that they are the true signs of inner strength. Compassion is by nature gentle, peaceful and soft, but it is very powerful. It is those who easily lose their patience who are insecure and unstable. Thus, to me, the arousal of anger is a direct sign of weakness.

    So, when a problem first arises, try to remain humble and maintain a sincere attitude and be concerned that the outcome is fair. Of course, others may try to take advantage of you, and if your remaining detached only encourages unjust aggression, adopt a strong stand, This, however, should be done with compassion, and if it is necessary to express your views and take strong countermeasures, do so without anger or ill-intent.
    You should realize that even though your opponents appear to be harming you, in the end, their destructive activity will damage only themselves. In order to check your own selfish impulse to retaliate, you should recall your desire to practice compassion and assume responsibility for helping prevent the other person from suffering the consequences of his or her acts.

    Thus, because the measures you employ have been calmly chosen, they will be more effective, more accurate and more forceful. Retaliation based on the blind energy of anger seldom hits the target.

    Friends and enemies
    I must emphasize again that merely thinking that compassion and reason and patience are good will not be enough to develop them. We must wait for difficulties to arise and then attempt to practice them.

    And who creates such opportunities? Not our friends, of course, but our enemies. They are the ones who give us the most trouble, So if we truly wish to learn, we should consider enemies to be our best teacher!

    For a person who cherishes compassion and love, the practice of tolerance is essential, and for that, an enemy is indispensable. So we should feel grateful to our enemies, for it is they who can best help us develop a tranquil mind! Also, itis often the case in both personal and public life, that with a change in circumstances, enemies become friends.

    So anger and hatred are always harmful, and unless we train our minds and work to reduce their negative force, they will continue to disturb us and disrupt our attempts to develop a calm mind. Anger and hatred are our real enemies. These are the forces we most need to confront and defeat, not the temporary enemies who appear intermittently throughout life.

    Of course, it is natural and right that we all want friends. I often joke that if you really want to be selfish, you should be very altruistic! You should take good care of others, be concerned for their welfare, help them, serve them, make more friends, make more smiles, The result? When you yourself need help, you find plenty of helpers! If, on the other hand, you neglect the happiness of others, in the long term you will be the loser. And is friendship produced through quarrels and anger, jealousy and intense competitiveness? I do not think so. Only affection brings us genuine close friends.

    In today’s materialistic society, if you have money and power, you seem to have many friends. But they are not friends of yours; they are the friends of your money and power. When you lose your wealth and influence, you will find it very difficult to track these people down.

    The trouble is that when things in the world go well for us, we become confident that we can manage by ourselves and feel we do not need friends, but as our status and health decline, we quickly realize how wrong we were. That is the moment when we learn who is really helpful and who is completely useless. So to prepare for that moment, to make genuine friends who will help us when the need arises, we ourselves must cultivate altruism!
    Though sometimes people laugh when I say it, I myself always want more friends. I love smiles. Because of this I have the problem of knowing how to make more friends and how to get more smiles, in particular, genuine smiles. For there are many kinds of smile, such as sarcastic, artificial or diplomatic smiles. Many smiles produce no feeling of satisfaction, and sometimes they can even create suspicion or fear, can’t they? But a genuine smile really gives us a feeling of freshness and is, I believe, unique to human beings. If these are the smiles we want, then we ourselves must create the reasons for them to appear.

    Compassion and the world
    In conclusion, I would like briefly to expand my thoughts beyond the topic of this short piece and make a wider point: individual happiness can contribute in a profound and effective way to the overall improvement of our entire human community.

    Because we all share an identical need for love, it is possible to feel that anybody we meet, in whatever circumstances, is a brother or sister. No matter how new the face or how different the dress and behavior, there is no significant division between us and other people. It is foolish to dwell on external differences, because our basic natures are the same.

    Ultimately, humanity is one and this small planet is our only home, If we are to protect this home of ours, each of us needs to experience a vivid sense of universal altruism. It is only this feeling that can remove the self-centered motives that cause people to deceive and misuse one another.

    If you have a sincere and open heart, you naturally feel self- worth and confidence, and there is no need to be fearful of others.

    I believe that at every level of society – familial, tribal, national and international – the key to a happier and more successful world is the growth of compassion. We do not need to become religious, nor do we need to believe in an ideology. All that is necessary is for each of us to develop our good human qualities.

    I try to treat whoever I meet as an old friend. This gives me a genuine feeling of happiness. It is the practice of compassion. -Tenzin Gyatso; The Fourteenth Dalai Lama
    • on November 1, 2012
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  • 12 PUFF PASS

    Year: 2000

    Time: 1:00 AM.
    Location: Manhattan

    I remember the New Year rather clearly, I was in New York at the time, not under the influence of anything other than weed and a few glasses of champagne, oh, and the acid I had injected about an hour ago at midnight. The partying was still going strong, it was a new era, a major turning point in history.

    I knew the drugs were kicking in when the street lights started bending. My wife was at our hotel, 6 miles away at the upper east side, in my two and a half hour walk through the party torn streets of Manhattan, my mind began to spiral inwards. It was the New Year, Y2K was a hoax, technology was growing rapidly, and it was cold. Very cold. I huddled my shoulders as I cut through a dark alley, not a smart move in New York, but I digress. New York is a funny city. Its so close to New Jersey, but the cultures and people are total opposites. The early morning has a way of playing tricks on the mind, its an utterly strange passing period when the sun is on the other side of the planet.

    Humans have been so accustomed to darkness, but we would freak the fuck out if we had gone our whole lives without seeing it, then suddenly being enveloped in it. With all the crazy shit that goes on in space, I wouldn't be surprised if there was a third side of the dark/light situation.

    If I was in deep space with a gun, I could fire a bullet, and becuase the planets and stars are always moving away from you on a relative scale, that bullet would be alone until the end of everything. But if you really think about it, there is no end to time, becuase it doesn't exist, its just a measurement. When two black holes meet, the bigger one swallows the smaller one, sooner or later, the universe is only going to consist of black holes, and looong after that, it will just be made of one black hole. All the mass in the universe will be condensed to a single point. Big Bang again. This has likely been going on forever.

    Its a little sad that its impossible to figure out everything about the universe, becuase once a species comes close, they are wiped out, and everything starts over again. Everything that has happened in this universe will be gone within 100,000,000,000 years. Gone, like it never existed. But then again, our atoms can be a source of inspiration out of this depression. You have at least one atom that has belonged to every human ten years before you, a little bit of Jimi Hendrix, Buddah, and even Hitler.

    With that revelation, I reached my hotel. Checked in, and took the elevator to my floor, entered my room, and joined my wife in bed. Then, the final thought of the night entered my head. The universe is so barren, so empty, probably less than 1% of 1% actually has stuff in it, and less than 1% of 1% of 1% of that is inhabited by creatures, and most of those creatures are so simple they act on instinct. Love may be caused by chemicals, but the fact that I am actually able to experience it blows me away to this day.

    See you next time, space cowboy.
    • on November 1, 2012
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  • 7 PUFF PASS

    Fucking Drug Tests

    This is how to fuck a drug test. Make it your bitch.

    Listen Lazykush, I'm gonna help you out, drinking anything, bleach, and other chemicals like draino and vinegar WILL NOT WORK, most labs also turn off tap water, and have toilet sensors, they also know how to test for bleach and other chemical additives, and a urine switch will need to be at body temperature, they test that too. Also bleach will fucking burn the shit out of your mouth. Because its bleach.

    There is ONE way to fool a urine test. Working out. Seriously, if you don't move very much, marijuana will stay in your system for 2-3 months, if you get real sweaty twice a week, it can be out in 20 days. If you work out so hard you pass out for about a week, you MAY get it out in 7-14. A buddy of mine just runs up and down his highrise apartment stairs 5 times per day for seven days straight when a test is coming up. Has mad calves, yo.

    Step 1: Stop week intake, allow a minimum of two days preferably a week. And for those of you on probation, really if you value your freedom I would just leave it alone, but it's your life.

    Step #2: If possible increase your creatin level within two days of your test - this can be done a couple of ways (creatin is a chemical that increase muscle development, muscles develop from the inside out and the higher your creatin level the faster they develop) red meat and fish consumption will increase creatin levels, sexual activity also helps, you can consume lots of red meat and fish to boost your levels or it can be done artificially (if you are concerned about the increased cholesterol levels from consuming the meat and fish) GNC sells a product called Creatine follow the instructions and excess creatine in your system will be urinated away, and I haven't found any information that states it does harm to your system. If you are using Creatine just follow the instructions up till you take your test. The reason you want to increase your creatin level is a lot of labs are checking that the levels of Creatin in your system are high enough, if they are too low its a potential sign you have diluted your sample. Also, keep working out you lazy bastards.

    Step #3 If you know when you are going to be tested allow yourself a good five hour head start, drink as much water as you can handle then drink even more and keep drinking as much water as you possibly can when your urine is clear with no sign of color you'll be in good shape but keep drinking the water and don't stop until your test.

    Step #4 about 2 hours before your test take vitamin B-12 either through a multi-vitamin or just B-12 take about three times the daily allowance - it will be on the ingredient label how much the daily allowance of B-12 you are taking - this will help keep the samples color more natural looking and the lab won't be suspicious of dilution - allow two hours because the neon yellow appearance will be much less after two hours and the sample will look more natural - It's purely for color and it will increase your energy level.

    Step #5 keep drinking water till your test - NEVER GIVE YOUR FIRST URINATION OF THE DAY FOR A URINE TEST. Also, if you have a month to prepare, use it, you can lighten your workout load and not stress as much.

    One more thing, use the steps, even if they're a hassle, they might save your life, or job, but bare in mind that nothing can give you a 100% chance of a drug free test besides not doing drugs for months before. This steps will however push you up in the 95% zone.
    • on November 1, 2012
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  • 5 PUFF PASS

    Call It Speculative Fiction

    R: So, it’s been 10 billion years, a pretty good run in my opinion.
    Earth: Yeah, it was all pretty great; I had some great life for a while, real cool species.
    R: Which was your favorite?
    E: I almost want to say the humans; they were the first intelligent species.
    R: Intelligent?
    E: Well, in retrospect.
    R: What ever happened to them, what really wiped them out?
    E: I could have sworn it was going to be nuclear war, but in the end, they just kind of phased out.
    R: How so, in 4100 A.D. there was 26 Billion people squeezed onto Earth, they were 7-8 feet tall at adulthood, and some lived past 220.
    E: Yeah, but they kind of ran out of food around 4500, too many cities, not enough farms.
    R: So who was the last human?
    E: Well, there might be humans somewhere else, in 3892 they sent 10 million people in 10 probes to different planets in order to keep the species alive and well.
    R: Well what about on Earth?
    E: It was this guy who had been hoarding food.
    R: How long did he last when everyone else disappeared?
    E: Couple years, he mostly just burned things.
    R: Why?
    E: Who was going to stop him?
    R: Well, what about all the other species that came after humans?
    E: I was planning on dolphins coming next, but the humans thought they were tasty, so they’re gone.
    R: So who did come next?
    E: Dogs, believe it or not.
    R: How did that come about?
    E: Humans wouldn’t eat each other. Dogs would.
    R: That’s pretty dark, Earth.
    E: Yeah, but, hey, it’s life.
    R: So how did the dogs evolve?
    E: Well, it took a couple million years for them to standup onto two legs, 3 actually.
    R: Why 3 million years?
    E: Well earth changed quite a bit in 3 million years, California was an island, the whole place cooled down into an ice age, and the dogs were really bad at walking around on ice on four legs, so their feet got bigger and their claws got way bigger, so they could get a grip on the ice. Except on the island California became, it drifted down south, and the dogs never really evolved there.
    R: Is this when they started getting intelligent?
    E: Yeah, they had fur, so, no clothes, but they did start seeing colors better, to see over ice, and their barks became louder. They kind of became less of a pack animal.
    R: Take me step by step to their first space launch.
    E: Well when the ice melted, they kind of all looked alike; the species the humans had bred had kind of all blended into one. They were about 5 feet tall, hunted with their teeth, and had these sorts of hand paws, which took another 2 million years to form into hands, by now they had fire down, they were primarily carnivores, there were three main deviations, and the climate of the Americas was mostly brown forest, so the dogs there had brown and grey fur. Asian-European dogs were black, due to there being very few trees and forest, almost pure white, and the dogs of Africa became a shade of tan. They never really figured out farming, due to being carnivores, but dogs in Asia-Europe figured out how to breed rabbits about 6 million years after humans. That was the real start of their prominence, by now they had hands with opposable thumbs, and a complex language of barks and yips. From there they took off, the first city was at the Bottom of Africa. Skip ahead ten thousand years, and the dog species has cities all around the world, huge animal farms; it took another 6000 years to invent electricity. The dogs appearance has now widely changed, their legs became thicker and more adept at supporting their upper bodies, their front legs became paws, they now stood up straight, their brains became more complex, and their body’s became more built for bipedalism. After the invention of electricity, the dogs made it to the moon, and that’s when they found what was left of the Apollo missions, millions of years before. Due there being no nature, wind, or any environmental force, the Apollo space ships never deteriorated, this discovery really freaked the dogs out, soon they found evidence of human cities, some theories by their scientist came really close to the truth, and I have to applaud them for that, a couple partial human skeletons were found too, but the dogs didn’t think that they were the moon race, most just blamed aliens.
    R: What about dog music?
    E: No strings actually, just percussion, pretty interesting though.
    R: How many more species came after dogs?
    E: Dogs stuck around for a while, but when they died out, lizard people came about, then these really freaky bird people, and one fish people, once the fish died out due to P.h. levels in the water. Plants largely took over, and soon due to the sun expanding, they died out too, now, 10 billion years later, I look like a lighter color Mars.
    R: Who was the top species?
    E: That has got to be humans, they made it off Earth, for them, Earth was just the cradle, their infancy.
    R: Worst species off all time?
    E: Mayflies, they sucked, didn’t have mouths at adulthood, that’s a major flaw.
    R: Do you think it was a good run?
    E: Pretty great, it was fun.
    R: Any closing comments?
    E: Fuck Mayflies.

    Inspired by George Carlin: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeGA2o3KXmM
    • on November 1, 2012
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  • 7 PUFF PASS

    Not Really About Anything At All

    I just watched The Wall, I've done it before, but I don't know if its a combination of my bleak hotel room, this shitty weather, and the loneliness of being states away from my loved ones, but it made me depressed, kinda. But not in the "Life sucks, there's no point, I should kill myself to escape from the pain" way. In fact, I've always enjoyed the fact that life has no point, because that means that there isn't any real way to fail at it, were kind of here just to fart around, and anyone who tells you otherwise is in denial.

    I don't even know if I am depressed, or just in a bout of sadness, I'm generally a happy guy, and I'll probably be chipper tomorrow morning, but something inside me just told me to start writing, even though I really don't have a clue what to write about.

    My top three favorite museums are all in Chicago; I've written about them all a couple times, they're the Museum of Contemporary Art, The Art Institute of Chicago, and The Museum of Science and Industry. If you’re ever in Chicago, check them out, but, at the risk of sounding like a grumpy old man, I see all these people that go to the Museum of Contemporary Art and the Art Institute of Chicago, and never see the art, sure, they look at it, but they always stare at it for about five or ten seconds, then move on.

    The last time I went to the Art Institute of Chicago was about a month ago, I fly to Chicago all the time for work, so I try to see the sites as much as possible, it’s one of my favorite cities in the world. But the last time I went there I saw a group of kids, probably in the 8th Grade – Sophomore range, and, at the risk of sounding like a creepy old man, I followed behind them, just because something inside me would be happy seeing the stupid kids squander art and call it stupid.

    I was hoping I would be reminded about how “youth is wasted on the young” and all the other bullshit old fucks in retirement homes spew to feel better about themselves, and for the most part, I was proven right, the kids all split up into groups of three or four and were found everywhere in the museum, I heard all kinds of gems like “This is stupid” “How does this mean anything” “Art is bullshit”.

    Until I stumbled upon one group, maybe about 4 kids in it, with one kid, maybe 14 or 15, wearing glasses and a shaggy haircut, just explaining all this art to his group, things like, in reference to a picture of a man playing with his dog in a living room. “The dead animal skin on the chair in the painting shows how the man, even though he has a dog, still kills animals just because he can’t dominate them, it’s kind of saying how humanity as a whole destroys anything it cannot control”.

    I was flabbergasted; this high school kid said something like that? I thought that kids were stupid and getting stupider with every generation. I followed them around a little more, and he made his whole group stop for around five minutes on each piece of art while he explained the meaning behind it. Now my first thought was “This kid isn’t so special, sure he’s probably smarter than his peers, but he’s just pulling these comments out of his ass, just referencing anything he sees in the painting, then balling it together into a sort of conclusive conclusion so his group will think he’s so smart. If a person with a degree in art saw this painting, he’d reach an entirely different conclusion about it.”

    If a person with a degree in art saw this painting, he’d reach an entirely different conclusion about it… Then it hit me, of course he would, because whenever anybody looks at art, emotions are felt, different for everybody, and, when people appreciate the art for a couple minutes, they reach a conclusion on its meaning, and every single conclusion everyone who looks at a painting makes will be different. Every single one, a painting doesn’t or shouldn’t have just one meaning, one allegory behind it; it should be different to everybody, mean something different to everyone. Just like that scene in “Ferris Bueller's Day Off” where Cameron stares so deeply into the painting “A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte”, but then it’s never explained what he’s thinking about, because it shouldn’t. What Cameron felt was something no words could ever describe, and, if you saw the perfect painting that spoke to you in a way that intersected perfectly with your current state of life, you would be just as awestruck as Cameron.

    It goes the same for the viewing and creating of any sort of human expression, if you just think about the emotions it gives you rather than the content of the expression, you’d be dumbstruck by what you feel.
    • on October 4, 2012
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  • 6 PUFF PASS

    Red Feds Art Challenge

    Every week Sunday there will be a topic posted. You will have until Saturday to upload a picture on the subject, but this is no art class, the topics will be extremely absurd and strange, but broad enough for creativity to come through. There is no prize, no penalties, and no hate, this will be a way for all the artists out in LK land to have a foundation to build on, to be inspired by. Any media is fine, whether it be a scribbling in MS Paint, or an oil painting that took 6 hours.

    http://lazykush.com/forums/topic/625/red-feds-art-challenge/view/post_id/4735
    • on September 20, 2012
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