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When I was smoking marijuana, yeah, I smoked it, I don't know, every evening. And then some months ago, I stopped. And, well, you know, I wondered, you know, when I stopped, I probably smoked it every day for the previous five years. Then before that, I'd had five years without smoking it. And then before that, I probably smoked it every day for the previous 20 years or something. Anyway, but the thing is, you know, I wondered how it was going to affect my writing.
And, well, what seems to have happened is that what I observed was that - if I've got anything real to say, I say it regardless.
Look, let's say while I was smoking the marijuana, I would open a Google document every month, create a new document. And then I would, you know, write things. And let's say every month, there were about 100 poems, let's say.
But then at the end of the month, you know, I would go through and look at what I'd done. And most of it, was stuff which I couldn't be bothered to read, because, well, you know, there was nothing, there was no meaningful content, right?
It's just me experiencing the pleasure of making some rhymes or saying something sexually provocative, or whatever.
It's just me reacting, you know, to the ugliness and vulgarity, you know, that I thought that I was seeing - and then recreating that in a moronic way for fun, or just some nonsense, right? So, you know, basically, a lot of it, or most of it, let's say 97 out of 100 'poems', didn't really have any meaningful content. And so I couldn't really be bothered to read them again.
You know, at the end of the month, or a few weeks later, there's nothing there to read, they're empty.
And then about three of them 3 of the 100, two or three of them every month. You know, were things where, you know, it was about my life in some or other sense, it was something real, it was something that I really wanted to say.
And when I have things like that, it didn't make any difference whether I'd smoked marijuana or not. For example, you know, I might think of something I wanted to say, and then decide, Oh, well, I know what that is. I know what I want to say. But I'm going to say it tomorrow, you know, not now, because it's getting a bit late, and it's going to take me, it might take me all day, right, to say it, or something like that. Something like that.
And then, you know, so basically, when I stopped smoking the marijuana, I made a lot less of the, you know, empty nonsense poems that are too boring to read ever again. But I didn't make any more of the poems with content, because it is life that generates content, and life goes on at the same pace whatever one smokes or not, so let's say I did 100 poems in a month, and I got three of them with some content, some few, being in a sense that I can remember.
And then after I stopped smoking marijuana, I might only write 20 or something in a month, but I'll still only get like two or three again, where it's not empty, contentless garbage, you know, going through the motions. So basically, what I'm saying is that the smoking marijuana or not smoking marijuana had no effect on my output of real writing, really. It didn't make me say more or less true things. You know, my life went on, you know, regardless of whether I smoked marijuana, and it had the same amount of experience in it, that amounted to something memorable some real speech. So in other words, Marijuana (indulging or not indulging) had no effect on my output of meaningful things. That's the sense that I got after I stopped smoking.
So of course I am interested to hear of your experiences with substances and writing.
And, well, what seems to have happened is that what I observed was that - if I've got anything real to say, I say it regardless.
Look, let's say while I was smoking the marijuana, I would open a Google document every month, create a new document. And then I would, you know, write things. And let's say every month, there were about 100 poems, let's say.
But then at the end of the month, you know, I would go through and look at what I'd done. And most of it, was stuff which I couldn't be bothered to read, because, well, you know, there was nothing, there was no meaningful content, right?
It's just me experiencing the pleasure of making some rhymes or saying something sexually provocative, or whatever.
It's just me reacting, you know, to the ugliness and vulgarity, you know, that I thought that I was seeing - and then recreating that in a moronic way for fun, or just some nonsense, right? So, you know, basically, a lot of it, or most of it, let's say 97 out of 100 'poems', didn't really have any meaningful content. And so I couldn't really be bothered to read them again.
You know, at the end of the month, or a few weeks later, there's nothing there to read, they're empty.
And then about three of them 3 of the 100, two or three of them every month. You know, were things where, you know, it was about my life in some or other sense, it was something real, it was something that I really wanted to say.
And when I have things like that, it didn't make any difference whether I'd smoked marijuana or not. For example, you know, I might think of something I wanted to say, and then decide, Oh, well, I know what that is. I know what I want to say. But I'm going to say it tomorrow, you know, not now, because it's getting a bit late, and it's going to take me, it might take me all day, right, to say it, or something like that. Something like that.
And then, you know, so basically, when I stopped smoking the marijuana, I made a lot less of the, you know, empty nonsense poems that are too boring to read ever again. But I didn't make any more of the poems with content, because it is life that generates content, and life goes on at the same pace whatever one smokes or not, so let's say I did 100 poems in a month, and I got three of them with some content, some few, being in a sense that I can remember.
And then after I stopped smoking marijuana, I might only write 20 or something in a month, but I'll still only get like two or three again, where it's not empty, contentless garbage, you know, going through the motions. So basically, what I'm saying is that the smoking marijuana or not smoking marijuana had no effect on my output of real writing, really. It didn't make me say more or less true things. You know, my life went on, you know, regardless of whether I smoked marijuana, and it had the same amount of experience in it, that amounted to something memorable some real speech. So in other words, Marijuana (indulging or not indulging) had no effect on my output of meaningful things. That's the sense that I got after I stopped smoking.
So of course I am interested to hear of your experiences with substances and writing.