The Highest You've Ever Been....

In 1970 you could still smoke on airline flights. When the no smoking light went out I fired up my special Marlboro that had part of a gram of pakastani black hash shavings mixed in and got ripped at 40,000 feet. I guess you could say that's the highest I've been high.

My older bro handed me this sad-looking pin joint. I looked back at him and was like, "What's THIS?" He just kinda smirked and said, go ahead....light it up. So I did...One toke....Two tok....*frozen*. Listening to The Grateful Dead Live From The Mars Hotel...Every time the bass drum would hit, I would flinch. My brother and some other friends were laughing watching me...I couldn't move....didn't want to move...I felt my body melting into the couch....one of the best feelings I ever had.....warm, fuzzy....bliss beyond anything I had ever felt!

Turns out my brother's friend had just come back from working for the Peace Corps after the Vietnam War had ended...brought back some Thai sticks -some of them were opiated! He had rolled up a tiny pinner of some of it.

It's relative....I was 15 and smoking bonghits of blond Lebanese. I had Uncle John's band playing on reel to reel and got chill bumps connecting to the music.
I just noticed the post above mine...and a little while ago wrote about opiated Thai weed. Amazing. I love it when it's all happening. Coincidences that are...