Some bloggers are pretty nauseating. Sure, it comes with the territory, but today I stumbled across a piece by Sam Harris that glorified "altering consciousness" as a valuable experience. I sent him a nice letter. Well it wasn't that nice, but it's hard to be too nice to an ex-druggie turned pied piper trying to whitewash his past addiction in a sea of prose and flowery words like "altering consciousness".
Mental impairment is never desirable. Any chemicals that alter brain function are damaging it. Death is caused as cells lose intelligence and reproduce with less data. Drug use destroys brain cells. I've watched bright students go from near-genius to stuttering dolt in two years time after smoking weed and abusing pharmaceuticals. It's horribly sad to watch someone ruin their life and their future before it's even begun.
And then there are the ex-druggies out there still pushing the lifestyle, in an effort to purge themselves of their stigmata. Unfortunately, for Sam Harris, the stigmata is still evident. The brain cells he damaged in his twenties are gone and have not been replaced, leaving him with a hopelessly predictable position on drug usage and its wonderful "consciousness altering" properties.
Sam Harris' site is big with the 18-24 year old male drug using crowd. Throw in a few female drug users as well. Basically, if you're a pothead - you probably read his blog and find comfort in his words. We see these new pariahs turned pied pipers appear, profiting on the young addicts. It's nauseating.
Now the ex-druggies and current druggies can post to the web about their own drugs of choice. They can talk about their trips and give recipes for impairment to the young and impressionable. We have sites that promote death imagery and gore and a lot of sick people find these things redeeming as well. The social outcasts, pariahs and miscreants all find the web a place to preach their own poison. The deviants find comfort in numbers and as they descend into oblivion, quickly or slowly, they grab at nearby souls. Parasitic to the bitter end.
The things that possess drug users, the entities that exploit and encourage there usage, are completely unknown to them. They have no clue about where they will find themselves after they die and what they have done to themselves by compromising their minds.
The drug producers, dealers, and users all prey upon each the other. It's a parasitic chain that constantly needs more blood, more users to feed upon to replace others that fill up morgues around the world every single day. And as Sam Harris has so ably demonstrated, the damage never goes away. And try as they might to drown out what's left of their conscience, they never quite succeed and so live in a purgatory of their own making.
So don't do drugs. Don't start. Don't experiment. Don't.
You don't experiment with cutting.
You don't experiment with Russian roulette.
You don't experiment jumping off of high buildings.
Every brain cell is sacred. It has to conduct signals of a certain frequency range, just like the cilia in your ears are each corresponding to a certain sound/frequency range and when they are damaged you loose the ability to hear those sounds. Once those brain cells go - a portion of your total intelligence goes with it. Don't let lines like "altering consciousness" seduce you into what is really going on - the drugs are killing you and destroying your brain with every single "trip" you take. Each cell has a fundamental frequency its supposed to maintain which is regulated by the DNA. Any modulation compromises your brain function, damaging those cells which never fully recover as chemical residue clings to synapses and deteriorates these delicate cell structures.
If you've started, stop - while you are still intelligent enough to realize the need to do so.