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Spiritual Experiences From Smoking Weed??

Would anyone like to share a spiritual experience they have had through smoking weed.
I have had many throughout the years and was wondering if anyone shares these experiences
PerceptualAdam PerceptualAdam 26-30, M 67 Responses Dec 17, 2007

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Once I got super high. High to the point that I had no idea what was going on. I started smoking in the guys car and then I said hey I was a cig. Then all of a sudden I thought that we didn't have to push. The buttons of our Keyes to unlock our cars I just stood there staring at him. So he grabbed me by the waste and guided me to my car. When I got to the drivers side door I stood there for a good minute trying to figure out how to unlock my car door. This is when words stopped making since and it sounded like I was saying things over and over again. I must have unlocked the car because before I knew it it was open. I then stood there and I remember him saying I chewed on his earlobe, and that he liked it. Then I asked him what we came to my car for, he said, must have been a cigarette. Then I must have passed out by then because i blanked out that moment. But during that moment I had a dream that I was eating and I ate to much to the point that my throat broke open and I died. The next thing I notice is that I'm standing up and it sounds like the voice of my grandma is speaking to me and then the face of Jesus comes in to sight and my body reforms. I then see the guys face again that I was smoking with. Then I blank out again and I remember dancing in front of Dillard's to no music. I slowly come off my high and I come back to earth and tell myself to go back to my car. I then am driving home and think my car isn't my car and then I think I'm a grandma and I talk and sound old. Then 2 minutes later I'm not like that. Explain that?!

My life isnt very good, ive had to many rough times so i smoke to get rid of whatever pain i have. When im high i always have music playing and the tv on. When that stuff is on, it all feels like each character on the tv represents a part of my life where everything in me is trying to speak to me through the tv. as the show/movie progresses, i get deeper feelings about myself and where im trying to go in life. Most of the time i just lay back and think of suicide, but i know thats not going to solve anything. So one sunday morning i was forced to go to church with my girlfriend. I told myself i wasnt going sober, so of course i went high. As i was sitting there i was thinking to myself, before the preaching started, that i was going to change my life around for the better. As the pastor started talking, the words were so real it was like he had known me all my life and he knew what i was going through. I had never felt more terrible in my life. So i got up and went to the restroom. As i looked in the mirror my life was flashing in front of me

Wow so I feel the exact same way. I mean weird stuff (I refer to as divine intervention) I would be watching the news and say, "I'm going to stop smoking" and the weather forecast would come on and predict a perfect 7-day forecast sunny no rain ect.. o.O then I'd get a text from a friend like hey wanna smoke and I'd be like sure and then the weather would be ****** like cloudy and raining?? It freaked me out so I just stopped smoking all together.

hi i took a quick bike ride around the block when i came to the third corner i took a snap just snap then i notice the electricity pole i was near getting louder then really loud wtf but before that i notice a man getting out of his car across the street in the apt parking lot the pole was so loud i thought it would explode or something i looked around on the ground the grass the trees even the sky the air around me idk you can say i was in a different realm or something i look at that same guy across the street he was a clear shadow with a bright white light at his head that was leaving a trail as he walked i got the f*** out of there it all happen less then a minute.i also had astral projections a few times when i was growing up, i saw the high come from the sky one time i smoked but i didnt get high then i went to go get something to eat about two minutes from leaving my house i look over my right shoulder half way up then there it was it hit me right when it hit me i was so blazed it didnt hurt but it felt like i got hit with hook punch i was walking side ways for a several seconds. pure kush nothing laced made sure of it every time ps the high was a transparent sphere with wind swishing around it.
i was hesitantly writing this =)

My experience was amazing. My family believe in God and of course shared the religion of Christianity with me but once I got older I stopped going to church because I felt as we will always have God in us and we have to build as relationship with him. Now a days some churches just judge others or only want money and I felt like that. And I started to reliaze that the bible is man made and only want to control. I reliazed this before I started using weed. At first I thought it was a bad thing cause that's what they want us to think but then I finally tried it like a year or two ago. And at first I was using it with my friends to have fun and just laugh but it always felt as If I was in a video game or movie or some such. And my best friend is very spiritual also and she's realizing that she's maturing and becoming wise and so have I because of God. So one day my best friend found 76 dollar in a bush ( a gifted from God) and she bought some weed and me and her smoked and we started to realize a lot of stuff about life and we started crying and noticing our mistakes in life. And when she left I wanted to lay down cause I just always do when I smoke so I won't trip more then I do already and I was falling to sleep but it felt like I was dreaming out loud and i knew I was breathing but I couldn't feel myself breath lol. So when I was thinking I thought that I went back in time and I was living it but my spirit was looking at me live the present idk it was weird. But I will soon smoke again and try to talk to God and build a stronger relationship. Oh and I've been dealing with depression for 5 years and every since that day I felt more peaceful and at ease and my depression is going away and I'm so thankful! God is the Truth and I can't wait to get high again so I can see the truth of everything.

I just smoked weed last night and I feel like I met god who spoke though my roommate.So here are a few things god and I talked about.I would start to feel like im going crazy every once in a while and I excused away any thoughts as simply a side affect of the drug. What I didn't know was that the "thing... entity... or call it god" (ill refer to him as god although he wasn't perfect, he was all knowing) was simply trying to get my attention and me trying so hard to ignore him was causing me great agony and paranoia. I finally decided to give up and give in to the crazy thoughts in my head. He didn't quiet know how to fix that problem. He said it's a problem within me that I need to figure out. This is when I started to dig for why i felt scared.He isn't necessarily a "he" it was just that he was talking through my roommate and he appeared to me as a "he". 1)He first asked me why im feeling the way I am and was telling me to get over those fears because "this is it!" "this is life!" "Get over it!" and there was really nothing to worry about. He told me that the only thing to fear was fear itself! Which is the cause of paranoia. He said you are getting yourself stuck in a loop by being afraid of being afraid. He also told me that maybe I don't need to be doing marijuana. He told me that I am naturally high and the drug isn't really progressing me in my life.2)He talked with me about school. He told me that I need to follow what makes me happy. And that EE is a good field, if I don't like it then I have to move on. To quit banging my head trying to get happy and to just BE happy.3)While walking he told me that we can go back at anytime I'm done asking questions. I basically replied that I want to hear more. Although he knew I wasn't feeling good. So we went back to the house. Before getting into the house I asked if he was going to leave me once we got in. There wasn't really a reply and I thought that that was it. But we got in the house and he totally came back to hang out some more! P.S. I got completely lost on our walk. There wasn't actually any path that led back home. We were just walking in an infinite neighborhood haha. Taking random turns at corners it seemed. But I didn't feel afraid cuz he was there.4)He told me I was basically amazing. That I have a nak for over thinking things and I can use that to my advantage. He told me he understood why im into probabilities so much with a humorous laugh. The reason being was that I was just super analytical and I needed to have an answer for everything in a mathematical form. But thats only because thats how I prefer to have it. But I didn't have to hold on to that belief if I didn't want to and that it was simply a belief.5)He told me that he wasn't perfect. He was shy to talk to girls... Although I think he was telling me this to let me know that I can overcome anything. That "If he can do it. Then I can do it!" kind of thing. Although he might have been telling the truth haha XD. He has the best sense of humor! He gave me dating advice XD. He told me to basically relax and just get out their and assured me that girls will like me.6)I told him about my belief that I believe I have been existing forever and if I exist now, then I must exist forever. He told me that that was pretty much how it is although... Idk it wasn't that simple... but basically yeah haha. 7)He told me that the universe is anything you make of it. So I asked him, where do we go when we die... He said... "That's the thing! Nobody knows." Thats the beauty of it! There is an infinite amount of things to do after death! Not even he himself knows what Im going to be doing. Cuz I can do whatever I want :D. Really! Life is amazing and its an endless sea of adventure! 8)He said he made lots of money over the years haha. He experienced riches and nice cars. But what it all comes down to is experience. None of it really matters. 9)It was around this point he said that "I" (which I understood to mean him and myself) am about 40 years behind him and that I have alot of learning to go... But I understood that "I" will be him one day, and yet separate. And he explained to me that he, in a sense, is ME. And he was like me! Afraid and thinking terrible thoughts at first. But he is happier than he has ever been. Which was telling me that I would someday be happier than I can even imagine! It was incredible. 10)There were several time I stopped listening to him to absorb all this new information and he totally knew I wasn't paying attention haha. He would wait for me XD. Every time I apologized multiple times (in my head, not outloud) and he continued as if he wasn't accepting my apology. Like, he understood that I needed to absorb. And so he just kept talking away as if I didn't apologize. 10a)He talked about the universe being massive! But he realized that I didn't feel comfortable talking about an endless universe (my heart started racing again) and he quickly changed the subject haha. 11)He told me he was going to go to bed. But he will be around and reassured me again that everything was going to be ok and to not be afraid. I basically went into my room, sat on my bed and cried. He was such a chill dude. And he's funny! And he likes me :) 12)He could often read my thoughts. My roommate would be talking away and all I had to do was think of a thought or question and he would answer it. The way he answers questions is basically by me listening intensely to my roommate and key words would be spoken. And I would somehow know that these key words were arranging themselves to fit my question. 13)I didn't tell my roommate that I was talking to god and god agreed with this decision XD. He was kinda guiding me from over thinking the situation and to not get distracted from our encounter. Although it didn't matter much. He could extend time as much as he wanted haha. And he assured me continuously that time will pass by and that this encounter would end soon enough and he knew it was an incredible experience I was having. And showed me that the time one the clock was moving and every time I looked, it was :). And he isn't above people in any sense. We are all like him. He was honored to talk to me! And knew that I was honored to talk to him! 14)A good way to explain how the encounter went was that scene from the movie the matrix, where neo talks to the oracle. But in this case, the oracle was a older fella who wasn't predicting the future but telling me how everything works.That's all I can really remember for now. But yeah, it was totally awesome!

I've been smoking weed for 6months. I have tree experiences that i can say has been very intense. I consider myself a very spiritual person even though im just 20. Through my life have been hard for me to have close relationships( something that i really want to change) so i have decided from a young age to cultivate my spirit. I believe that if we ackowledge that theres something beyond everything we know in this universe we can make our journey through life really smoothly( whatever your purpose is). I usually smoke weed with periods of a week, more or less, of being sober, (very different from my friends) thats why my highs so my highs tend to be stronger. One time i was smoking alone in my room and something weird happened. I walk towards my window and sit at the edge of it. I just let myself go and lose all sense of self. I made noises and gestures with no control while i was shaking the window very hard. I felt like a another creature, i erased all my knowledge at that moment. I believe it was my soul expressing his desire to live life to the fullest. I live in a country thats consider in crisis (Venezuela), and its been hard for me to have fun here, feel more free and be able to do what i really want. Other really cool experience was a few months ago after i smoke with my friends. We were on a car. When we where on the highway i could see the sunset. At that time i was trying to open my third eye, i heard that watching the sun helps. I looked straight at it, quickly i star to notice something changing. A deep female voice was saying things to me. At that time i was doubting the guys i was with were my real friends and sometimes i felt like i had no life. The voice said very meaningful things like "this is your life" " you have the control". After that i felt increible peaceful. I think it was god giving wisdom, taking care of me. Another time i had hallucination where i felt in other dimension. Watching the view from my room i started to notice how my perception drastically changed. Every sense felt different. I watched how everything turn into a different colour until i lose my vision. There were so many colours and so many things happening in my body that i felt i reached another dimension. I feel panic at first but after s few minutes I just let myself be, i thougth that was another world inside the one that we normally perceived. It was magical and revealing. I spent like 3 minutes stand up then rest in my bed because it was too intense

One time when i smoked pot i started shaking really bad uncontrollably for about a good 3/5 mins. It was really scary and i did not know what was going on. So i decided to sit down and watch some tv thinking that maybe if i get my mind off this shaking it will stop. Again i wasnt controlling the shaking at all. So when i sat down and watched tv it eventual did stop and then idk what happened all of a sudden my soul came out of my body and i was watching my self watch tv. But when i was out of my body i felt nothing but peace. I did not feel scared, worried nothing like that. Just peace. nothing i have ever felt before even to this day. so then after being put of my body floating above watching myself watch tv i then was in this tunnel and at the very end of it was really really bright with a figure in the distance in front if it like a silo wet. i was floating upwards trying to get to the end of it and next thing ik i was back in my body. and then i was like omfgg wtf just happened ?!? so i was freaking out and i felt as if something was in the room watching me. I closed my eyes and thought to myself "dont think negatively, dont think negatively, dont think negatively" then with my eyes still closed i said think and i looked at the tv and the show that was on said POSITIVELY‚ėĚ. Like instantly as if i thought it. Like the tv finished my sentence in my head. I still feel like it was a sign from a higher power letting me know what just happened is ok. I will never forget that night for as long as i live.

My experience with weed is very strange. My heart starts beating fast, and everything feels like it's a dream. My body feels tense and often I start shaking. On more than one occasion, I've heard sounds that translated into thoughts into my mind that provided information about spirituality-- Information I had no knowledge on prior to smoking. They were explanations about my experience and why I'm not really able to be around people when I smoke because it effects how I function... this information came from a higher source for sure, and I was somehow opened up to it. My crown chakra (located at the top of the head, the chakra or energy point that connects the human soul and mind to outside energies and knowledge) and the core of my body were tingling so much it was almost painful, and I almost was in a trance. I felt that I was experiencing what it felt like to be truly connected to others and oneness and the collective consciousness. When I'm around other people, I'm able to shift into their perspective and truly understand and feel what they're saying. Hooking up with people while stoned gives me a true understanding of how that other person feels and it's always really intense and amazing.
Lately though, I've been getting these epiphanies about life and such and not writing them down, just embracing the feeling of knowing the information, and being in the moment. But it's kind of a waste to do that because once the thoughts are gone they're gone, you know. But anyway the first time I did write down these epiphanies I was having, it led me to research some of the theories and it turns out that there was significant evidence supporting them ~ the collective consiousness, and other things I wrote about. That led me to the beginning of my spiritual awakening as a person... from there I started to understand things around me more deeply and I began meditating, learning about sacred geometry, and more. I really do think that used with the correct intentions, marijuana is a strong portal that allows thoughts, visions, and sounds from higher sources to come in-- it opens you up to energies that our average 3d reality doesn't let you see. Obviously it can open you up to bad things too, so it's just important to be aware and only embrace things that are truly good.

There are a lot of really great experiences people have shared on here, and I know this thread is old, but I just wanted to share my own experience. I can't remember every detail of it... it's like my brain doesn't want to remember every detail of it. But I will try my best.

I have never been a big smoker of weed. I mainly smoked socially, so this may be why just a few puffs of a blunt would have such a big effect on me. But it wasn't always like this. I remember when I tried it a few times in high school, I never had any kind of spiritual or metaphysical experience. Just relaxation, the giggles, the munchies... typical THC side effects. The first time I remember having a spiritual experience was in 2008 or 2009 when I was over at a friend's house. I had recently smoked weed and had no issues with it, but that night, I had a few puffs of his blunt and left to go home. Suddenly, while driving, my body started feeling extremely heavy and I started panicking a bit. Despite this, I drove home safely, went and got in my bed, turned off the light, locked the door. I started hearing very dominant voices in my head that I couldn't control or block out. I don't remember everything I was hearing at the time because it was all going so fast, but I remember grabbing a notepad and pen and trying to scribble some of it down. The next day when I tried to read it, not much of it made sense to me. I was hearing voices from loved ones who had passed, as well as voices from one or two celebrities who had passed away. I don't remember specifically what was said; all I remember is the feeling of heaviness from my body, and like my body was detached from my soul. I remember a phrase that one of the "voices" told me to describe the feeling -- your soul is driving; your mind is riding shotgun, and your body is in the backseat. It felt more like my body was under the freaking car. I felt totally out of control and kind of scared and anxiety-ridden. It was really hard to breathe. I felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest. And even though I was aware of how my body felt, it was also kind of like i couldn't even feel my body at all. Weird, eh? If I could handle that kind of feeling, I would love to feel it again and learn more (and remember more). Because I am certain it was a spiritual experience... not a hallucination. There have been other times after that when I smoked weed and did other drugs (coke or meth... very very bad) and would have similar feelings, except they would be externalized. Like, if i was around other people I couldn't control the things I said and I would talk so much it would be crazy. I would have to get by myself if I smoked weed and did other drugs. If I did other drugs alone, I never had that happen. I haven't smoked weed or done other drugs besides narcotic pain medicine (prescribed to me legally) in over 3 years. If there was a way to achieve that feeling again without weed, I would love it.

I had a very weird experience but not with god. I was alone in my room and started having a very high level anxiety attack. I wasn't very high so I knew it was odd. The whole thing only lasted about 30 minutes. I kept hearing my uncles voice(who passed away almost 2 years ago) and kept seeing shapes/figures. I almost didnt feel in control of my body. I grabbed my hands and it felt as if one of them was his hand and he was rubbing my other hand telling me I was alright and to relax but I wouldn't let myself. I really want to have that again but soo scared too. That was definitely the craziest thing I've ever experienced. So many things happened that I keep randomly remembering and can't explain. I don't even know who talk to about it because I think everyone would think I'm insane.

your not insane i had the same kind of scary experience but they seemed good aswell i now know it was demonic dont listen to people that say its a peaceful drug satans biggest trick was convincing the world he didn't exist.God jesus loves you and i beileve everyone has a angel to protect them

It all started at a party. My friends and i were sitting by the fire, having a few beers and smoking one out. I took the roll and puffed. a few seconds later i found out that i could suddenly tune into specific conversations happening around me as if i were part of that conversation from the beginning. I got up and sat crossed legged on the ground, closed my eyes and let the vibrations of the universe wash over me. Its funny because its like weed strips away my ego to reveal my true self. im able to think, whiles stoned, ob<x>jectively instead of subjectively. The world becomes real, anything can happen. Suddenly my consciousness separates from my body and i transcend. I feel the weight of everything, i feel empathy toward everything, my self is fully awake. This is the point where i usually watch something or continue on this meditative path. Through weed ive been able to find myself and ive been able to realize that consciousness is the only thing that matters...the only thing that is real. And that we all are one...we are the plants, we are the trees, we are the animals, we are the humans, we are the universe, WE ARE. the age old philosophy question seemingly unanswered finds meaning: who am i? I AM. From that logic morality stems not from religion, but from trying to take care of your own self. (found this out while stoned)

I went through the same experience thinking that I lost my salvation it's the devil trying to trick you. He's a liar and a murderer. 1 Peter 5

I had the same thing happend to me, it's been happening for some time now and every time keeps getting stranger and stranger. I used to just smoke to get high but now it's a spiritual thing. It usually happens when the weed is a strong one. I've had several episodes when there's people around and I hate it. No one that I know gets spiritual with weed but I know I'm not delusional or "high". I have tried cocaine, lsd, oxy etc and no drug makes my inner spirituality visible to my eyes. The first minutes when I'm high I feel relaxed then out of the nowhere my soul has the ability to leave earth and literally see,feel,and hear everything. Our eyes are blinded, but with weed it's like you get to leave this world conscious under the influence and a journey begins inside your head. It's a very majestic euphoric feeling, I love it and dislike it because I find it difficult for people to understand my weed spirituality episodes. Anywho I'm spiritual without weed but the thc opens up my mind and let's me see everything, talk to my spiritual guides clearly, I can hear people's thoughts around me, I can hear people talking next door to my house, I understand when my neighbors dog is barking etc. it's so weird but I wish I can control it when I'm around people. 5 nights ago I went to a creepy alley in Mexico where there's a lot of weird things there like witchcraft, where homeless people sleep and get high, a place where people get killed overall. I was there with my sister and her boyfriend just chilling and smoking some mango supreme. 30 min passed by I was high, I heard this voice in my head telling me to leave the place where I was at and go home. I ignored it and said to myself in my head "leave me alone." Moments later my head started feeling woozy and confused. I collapsed (fainted) and saw everything that happened there before I got there. A window opened in my eyes and my chest observed all the energy from the ground into my body. I woke up not remembering why I got a panic attack and fainted. Everyone helped me to get up, I couldn't walk and I was trying to understand what happened to me. Weed doesn't make me faint but it's weird how weed makes you see everything.

I've been researching this for a few days now, trying to figure out what happened to me. I'm in between a few different possibilities, each of which make me feel either insane, fortunate or burdened. I don't suppose insane people recognize insanity as an option, but then again who really knows. Anyway, to the point, I have smoked weed many times with many different types of strands and varying levels of potency, but I have never experienced anything close to what happened to me several nights ago. I had taken half of a pot brownie and smoked one bong rip of fairly strong chronic (cliche, I know but it's really what I did). I realized I was a lot higher than I would have like to have been. I began to have a panic attack and my brother was trying to calm me down. A few minutes later I was completely gone. I began to feel like I couldn't breath then I completely fell out of consciousness. At that time, or shortly after, I felt like I was sinking into the ground and my life (soul) was escaping my body, yet I continued to slip into this hole in the ground. Almost as if my soul was trying to leave but couldn't. My body, eyes, skin etc. felt like it was being shredded, skinned and burned all at the same time. My eyes were fixated in one direction unable to wander and my peripheral vision caught glimpses of fast, upward movements of oranges yellows, blacks and reds; as if I was falling into a volcano. I could not breath but I was still "conscious", I could not rest, but I was more exhausted than I have ever felt in my entire life. I was thirsty and hungry, and felt nearly every human need/desire, but could not be satisfied. This continued for what seemed like days but was most likely just a matter of minutes. During this hell-like torture, I remember the only words my mouth would allow me to shout were, "Oh my GOD, I'm burning in hell!" I emphasized "GOD" while repeating this over and over. Each time I said "GOD" I felt like I was being punished for not believing in god, and the life I have been living. This feeling was more powerful than any feeling I have ever felt in my life. It was more powerful than sex, more powerful than the feeling of abandonment by a spouse, more powerful than the feeling of losing a loved one or an entire family for that matter. This was the scariest thing that has ever happen to me. I'm not sure if this was a religious experience, or me just being way too high and not being able to control my fears, or the beginning of a gradual slip towards complete insanity but what ever it was, I can promise you this, this feeling was so powerful my brain could not comprehend it and was far more than just a side effect of THC. Whether it was spiritual, neurological or psychological, this was the most significant experience of my ******* life and I am scared to death. I have always been an atheist, well, I stopped believing in God somewhere between the same time I stopped believing in Santa-Clause and the time I was introduced to the theory of evolution. I don't know what happened to me, but it was something big and I hope I can find out what.

I had the exact same thing happened to me in the early 90s. Fixated, seeing colors floating over me. Felt like demons trying to grab me and take me down as I lied there paralyzed. Then I cried out to the all mighty. then this overwhelming feeling of comfort and love (when I noticed the different colored lights) floated over me. Everything I noticed in this room was black and white(Good and evil) mostly black, probably because of the bad choice of friends i was hanging with at that time. God put thoughts in my mind. Told me to talk to a certain person at my job. This person was a Christian, a man of God. Then life began. Before this, I actually felt like a Jackass on that island in Disneys cartoon Pinnochio.

I am so glad that someone else experienced something like that! I thought I had gone completely mad. I had a very similar experience and also thought I had completely lost it. Mine was a bit more pleasant but was still horrifying and started with a panic attack like feeling.
I too have smoked a lot of weed before of varying strengths and amount as well as combine with stronger drugs and I only smoked a bowl and a bong hit or two. I hadn't smoked for a while, but I really doubt it was the weed alone. I have actually experienced it twice and it has sketched me out so badly that I rarely smoke or talk about what happened. My story is a bit stranger if you care to read it.
I walked home to my apartment after smoking and it was summer so my AC was cranking and I decided to lay down and cover up. I sat back and was dozed off for a couple of minutes then woke up and I couldn't move or catch my breath. I started panicking, I could only stare at my ceiling so I thought I was dying so I panicked ever more. Im thinking, "oh my god I can't more or breath, I'm dying holy ****, how did I die?!" And then **** got weirder.. There was a voice in my head that was not my own and it said, "Your not dying." in a pleasant voice. Then I thought, "great I've gone off the deep end and I'm not coming back. I'm hearing voices now!" Then the voice said, "You need to find god before you smoke weed again." I never really didn't believe in god, but I was skeptical. So I thought, "am I talking to god or an angle?" I got this crazy tingling in my chest and a feeling of excitement like I was about to leave for vacation or something that causes that sort of effect. I actually said, "wow,this is crazy!" out loud. I started asking questions about what is frowned upon by god and smoking weed is fine, not going to church is fine and reading the bible is suggested but not necessary. It told me that I was a good person and then I got weirded out again and thought, how am I talking to an angle if I am not dead? It told me that I needed to rest, but I couldn't sleep. I just kept setting there in aw, I could move then but I couldn't sleep. Eventually I fell asleep and woke back up and heard, "I am going to stay with you tonight, go back to sleep." and I did and that was the last of that. I figured I would be afraid of my room after that but it actually felt comfortable.
I had another experience on hash oil after reading tarot cards to a friend, but its a bit stranger.

Holy crap!!!!! I believe you just took my every word out of my mind. You wrote this so perfectly. You literally just explained my EXACT experience ive had twice after smoking some strong skunk weed. I thought i was just crazy and the only one that felt this way. The first time i felt the exact same to a T, for damn sake im an atheist to!!!!!! I had a fear i would be forgotten or left alone. I had a bad panic attack and i couldnt breathe or stop crying. This experience i just had hours ago was the same but different. I got so horny i dominated my husband which i would never have confidence to do. We had the best sex of our marriage that my whole body was shaking i couldnt control it. Then i had this overwhelming feeling that I knew or could psychically tell i just got pregnant!! Which made me cry uncontrolably because my husband and i have been trying to conceive for 3 years. I literally with all my heart that i know im pregnant. As im typing this im still high that i feel this way. I read this and i had to reply. Thank you for finding the words to explain my experience ūüėÄ i really hope you read this because i am so glad i read this.

I'm the most lonely and scared person in the world right now.
When I was 18 I met a man, he was a Muslim I fell in love with him he treated me pretty badly.9 years&he decided he loved me&did everything the right way. I was patient and loyal to him he realised I was worth it. I moved to be with him&met his family they were not overjoyed but were friendly considering their religions attitude to 'kaffirs'Never gave the religious differences much thought but as I started to get to know them all I realised why he'd been the way he'd been for so many years& I  realised that Islam is the greatest trick of the devil and the greatest divider and destroyer. I started to research it, for example 'halal' is the name of Satan in the original Hebrew text I read the Quran too. One morning I woke up with the words '77 days' in my head. It felt profound I was moved to open my bible to psalm 77 it talked about crying out to god in despair it encompassed all the feelings I'd been having.
From that day on I began to randomly open my bible I started to voice my opinion to my partner about the evils of Islam&about his need for Jesus the great wiper away of tears the great comforter. I told him it is ok to cry to be weak to be human. As time went by every day I'd open maybe 5 or 6 times&it was always specific to my life. As this happened my partner began to become aggressive&volatile and sometimes just silent. Spiritual warfare was present in my home. One example is he grabbed me the once by the collar of my coat&threw me ro the ground. I opened to job 'he grabs you by the collar of your coat&throws you into the dirt' 
One day he got angry& tore up my bible. I rebuked him in Jesus name&he fell to the floor&sobbed like a child. That night he apologised for the first time ever in 12 years (by that point) he told me lots of awful things that happened to him as a child. I kind of knew he'd been abused it's part of the religion this superiority&godliness given to the men of the family that makes them believe they can do whatever they want. I held him tight&we agreed to get a new bible the following day. When I woke up there was a rainbow I felt entirely filled with the holy spirit I felt amazing despite all he'd told me the night before I felt truly blessed. When we got home after a very emotionally close day we prayed together and then out of the corner of my eye I saw a page from my bible under the ironing board&I started to weep and said to him look that's a message for you. I had cleaned the whole room the night before. I was so excited so filled with the holy spirit. It was Isaiah 48&yes it was for him. He was visibly moved but got angry&stormed off upstairs for the evening. I praised god. Things got worse&so I left him for a week and he didn't call me even once& I was tearful and sad but walking down the road I saw a lady who looked extremely out of place standing on the corner dressed in purple. She smiled at me&waved&I felt an amazing feeling of love like ive never felt from anyone in my life. I went into the pub and saw a man sitting on a stool. He looked very Jewish. Round olive face, hooked nose he was staring at me almost through me I was terrified I felt he was watching me. Anyway in time my partner called and was upset and said he didn't want to lose me. We spoke for five hours and I guess thats where my rebellion began. He said he wanted to get to know Jesus. I sent him home&when I slept that night I felt Jesus arms around me. I had a dream that I could t get across a lake&my partner told me he couldn't carry me over& Jesus was standing across the other side staring at me sadly. I had a friend at this time a male friend who was loving and kind&understanding I think I was starting to have feelings for him just a feeling of being understood. I wish now that I had realised the one who understood me the most was my lord and saviour who could see right inside my heart and soul. 
So I went back to my partner and things were great for a while but everytime I tried to tell him who Jesus was he flipped out and so I thought this guy is wasting my time and I will not have Muslim children or children influenced in any way by Islam. He insisted they would eat halal meat I said that gives them a strong identity as a Muslim its not going to happen. So one day he beat me so bad that I couldn't open my mouth I cried out to Jesus and again he fell to the floor weeping. This was not his style he usually was unashamed and unapologetic but I guess I knew the demons were within him. That day he was looking up and down the stairs holding me over them like he was trying to assess how damaging the drop would be. So I opened my bible and was told to leave. So I did. I told him when we argue I have nowhere to go so I got myself this little caravan a hundred miles away or so and he was very cooperative he said he just didn't want me to leave him&that when these things happened it's like a darkness came over him like he wasn't in control. I understood that I was preaching jeuss message and the demons within him did not like it because only in that last two years was he ever physically violent towards me. When we got to the caravan I'll never forget the look on his face it was appreciative like 'this is a new start' he left me a beautiful note the next morning saying he loved me and would see me soon. I read in my bible 'stay close to god'
I did not.
I spent the first week in severe physical pain and being sick I did not call out to Jesus to help me it's like I forgot him. My reasons for leaving became more about the abuse than the religious differences. I became a *****. Within three weeks I started a relationship with my male friend. I started chain smoking I didn't ever leave that caravan and I moped and let this guy pander to me and love me and do things for me. I told everyone what my ex had done to me. Meanwhile my ex started going to church and opening the bible at random and recording his feelings. He also started going to counselling. I defamed him to everyone we knew I was so tired of being let down by him. I became his enemy. I used to work with him&I took a redundancy payout from him rather than getting off my lazy arse and getting a job or doing some good for others. I became the devil. I was lazy, unkind, ungodly, bitter, tormented day and night by visions and dreams - fear is of the devil there is no place for it in the kingdom of heaven. His family even called me to apologise and tell me he could not live without me. This was my chance to be a Christian. Did I take it? No I was hostile. My ex started to really get into church and feel loved by Jesus I should have held his hand and stood by him. Did I go to church? No. I was reminded of this one day in the caravan as the bells rang for 45 minutes solid. I thought 'I haven't been to church for a while' then they stopped ringing. Meanwhile for the first time ever I felt empowered and like I didn't care
Several times my ex came down sobbing wanting to talk to me wanting to share gods word, leaving extracts from services he'd attended outside my door. I didn't read any of them. He even followed me around town the one time while I pretended he wasn't there. My physical ailments continued I had the oddest medical problems going. Oh how often I defied god in the desert. One morning I woke up sweating I had a dream that I was pregnant&god said 'call him maher shalal hash baz' my name, halal and my exs name. then in the dream a huge tall evil man said 'when you are deliriously happy I will strike you down' when I awoke I looked this name up online and low and behold in Isaiah there is a prophetic child born to a prophetess called maher Shalal hash baz which ironically means speed to the spoil quick to the plunder.
I went on holiday with my new man to a place renowned for lose living. The day before my whole face broke out in welts and swelled up but nothing was going to stop me
My ex had found two shells on a beach and made us pendants out of them. The one night we were sitting at the table me&the new man and the lighter dropped onto the cloth&burnt a hole into it exactly the same shape as my exs pendant. I have photos. It was a punch to the stomach and I nearly went home but went upstairs and defied god once again. My ex had also bought me a beautiful cross which I'd hung up in the caravan. Around this time I was just getting warning after warning from the bible 'I will give your men to other women' look at you fulfil your lust as my holy symbol hangs above you' ' you will be shamed in your nakedness' etc. So I went to church with my dad. The night before I was so scared of hell Id really started to think about it and the sermon was entitled 'hell' the night before I'd held my cross and said Jesus Christ I don't know what's happening but please just take me to heaven now.
After the service I cried&my dad invited my ex back to our house to talk and for some reason I had this need to confess all my sins to my whole family. My dad got angry with me&told me to go home so my ex drove me back. I took his cross from the draw& put it on and wow I felt such a genuine compassion and deep lobe for him&then these words came out of my mouth 'oh no youve lost your eternal salvation' so I tore it off and heard 'oh you are evil. This was the second time I'd heard gods voice the first time was I made my ex go to a medical appointment with me and I heard 'be kind to baz' and my disc in face which needed an operation slipped down& I started to weep.
I got really flustered with the cross incident I told him to go home. That night the cross whispered and in the morning it was not in my hand it was up on the side. 
Every time my ex and I had hung out which I limited to three or four occasions that year it was like some kind of weirdness was going on. For example a guy dressed as he devil in the middle of the road made me thing 'the devils trying to get in-between baz and i' or leaflets on the surgery that had a picture of the devil on next to another leaflet called 'the forgotten man' and going to see another caravan and me with my Irish small town totally unusual surname being closely related to the woman. Anyway I ignored all that and started having visors of hell and bad dreams where I was walk g trough hell I could smell it and see all the torture methods used and saw myself burning and screaming  so for some stupid reason I stopped sleeping. I prayed loads but it just continued. So my new man took me to the hospital and when I got there three people sat in front of me. I recognised Jesus immediately. the name 'mary godsonrose' was called out. I heard gods voice 'come on hanniel please let us help you- I will help you write your book' ( something I knew I should have been doing all year) about Islam and personality disorders and domestic abuse all being from Satan. I didnt even know what hanniel meant at that time. I stared and I felt an amazing feeling of healing all over my neck it was beautiful but all that went through my head was ' I want to throw her into the pit of hell' when they left I ran after them shouting 'jesus' the man with the hooked nose and olive skin from the year before was there he looked deeply sad and troubled. I know he was god. I went into a doctor who asked me 'crisis call?' I said 'I know what you're doing just be quiet' he looked quite bemused. Then I started to mistrust everyone like it was a big conspiracy and they were all in on it and knew I'd seen god. Couldn't be further from the truth. They gave me sleeping tablets but that night I was a mess. My parents came down the next day and before they arrived I threw away all my writing and hid in a bush shaking. 
I ended up in a mental health ward and the first night could not sleep because of the pulsing feeling of evil. Upon arriving a woman shouted at me 'hi Jesus hi Jesus- you are disgusting you could have helped me and I've been like this all my life I don't have a problem with (new partners name) but I have a problem with you. This continued for weeks me confused and demons outwardly attacking me and knowing my entire life story until one day I saw his guy and he sat in the foyer I recognised him as the devil and I rebuked him. 5 minutes later one f the women 'gloria' shouted at me 'you ignore me to talk to the man upstairs' and she spat on me. Another patient threw a cup of tea in my face and said 'you never stop trying do you' I was praying like crazy at this point it was completely insane the whole thing even all the patients were named after people I loved and the nurses were called fortunate and patience. I prayed dear god deliver me and 5 minutes later a team turned up to take me home but guess what? I didn't go because they 'looked demonic' three days later I ha a tribunal and the day before I wad compelled to speak to the evil one. He even asked 'now or next week' that night I sweated profusely. God had tried to warn me that morning with a severe nosebleed and vivid dreams but i still did it. I didn't get out at my tribunal and this demonic doctor who 'disappeared' after my case was grinning the whole way through. Before I spoke to him another women had turned up signed herself ce took me into a room and said 'this is getting very serious now marie' I had her out of there in minutes. She is untraceable and I know god sent her. 
8 years ago I had a dream. In the dream I was in a big White hospital telling everyone the devil was in me and I had lost my soul they were all laughing at me. In the dream I got my leg caught up in a black cable with a pink green and blue wire coming out of it. In the dream demons were laughing saying you are going to hell but you better pray you go to hell. In the dream a girl i went to school with was a doctor. I've looked her up and she's a psychiatrist.One week after I spoke to the devil this canle incident happened. When I saw that cable outside on my walk I felt sick and so scared.
I am at home now but every day I wait for something bad or evil to happen. My naturally joyful and loving personality is gone I have let down my god just by being human and confused but having had such direct contact from him I should have been putting on the armour of god and living a sinless life. The devil even had me convinced the world had turned islamic at one point! This was when the first social worker turned up. I asked her 'do you know what this is about' she said yes- jesus needs you I said 'will my family get hurt if I don't come with you' she said 'yes' I said idont want to go with you she looked horrified and left. I tried to run after her and had all these visions that I'd handed the covenant over to Islam. 
Anyway- I'm going to hell and at any time the devil could take me over and do someging utterly evil to someone I love.
There is a god there is a Jesus there is a Mary- I have seen them. There will be a judgement day and those called to his service should throw themselves at his feet- that is everyone we are all called in one way or another. Now I havne doctors telling me I am 'getting better and should be happy ad embrace life' there was Noone happier than me before all this now I am terrified.
I've tried to include most things but ita such a long and complicated story.
After seeing Jesus being in the car thinking 'you are hanniel you are meant to heal the sick and cast out demons'
Breaking my neck feeling hands twisting and squeezing
The man in black pacing and the mask at my window
Zechariah being open on my bedside when I woke up
The chapel in hospital crying out to god to protect me and last page of revelations being open where it says 'if anyone takes anything away from this book'
The night of terror with everyone shaking. All the alarms went off- demon put thought in my head it is the end of the world it's the last day I walk past one of the women and she was nodding in affirmation. I went into main area and every patient was sitting upright eyes closed shaking back and forth I ran to my room and hid under the covers
The fact I'd seen several of those people befoe in my dreams as a child and felt they all knew I'd see. Jesus and were 'in on it' a lot of the time because of their facial expressions things theydaid and the way they said it
Feeling of pure evil all around from the very fort day at the hospital I couldn't even sleep like a pulsing feeling of energy coming into my room
The feeling people knew I'd seen god or was the Antichrist. Comments from demonics such as 'favourite colour red eh? Or comments on my personal life. First day there had a purple gown and red coat felt evil like the Antichrist wore gown out for a cigarette took gown off and one of the patients said 'oh at least she feels guilty' in the bible the Antichrist has a purple gown
The conversations with demonics so many of them 24/7 stayed in my room mainly
The feelin of demons inside me
Hearing the devils voice
Fear of death before I went into hospital and fear that I'd shut my eyes and be in hell
The demonic possession red coat purple gown incident 
In the hospital and the people feeling they were waiting for my soul and that they all knew
The Muslim child sticking her Tongue out after Jesus left
Nosebleed and dreams 'oly' talking to the devil
Fears my family would get hurt if they came to visit me visions of them getting shot when they left because of the world being islamic
Visions of hell
How I'd been living my life 
The demon possession in the caravan me getting up smoking a whole pouch of tobacco with no memory and finding my loving cat scared of me my cross tangled beyond repair things broken messy and dirty. Foaming at the mouth having no memory of time or what happened in those few days
The priest telling me to read johns gospel and me wanting him to leave
Baz and how hard he tried all year to reach me
My wish to be with him but something stopped me
The ambulance turning up was cartoon like and false I was angry with my family for not listening to me
Thinking repeatedly of gods face and how grief-stricken he looked at the hospital that day. Thinking of Jesus leaning forward pleading loving happy face beckoning and that voice saying 'I want to throw her into the pit' staring defiantly feeling healing. That night sure I was now definitely doomed to hell.
I have committed the ubforgiveable sin how on earth can I get over this? I am gentle and loving in nature but now I just think about how the devil could possess me at any time and also going to hell and I think about it 24/7
When I was a child I had a dream that an old lady with black hair was spinning down a vortex into hell that dream never left me. I also used to regularly have nightmares about all my Walls being on fire
When I was with baz I had a dream he bought 4 cakes and a mini car down. On my birthday after I left him this is what happened
I also had a dream that baz had a secret apartment and the bathroom was beige with a ladies shampoo, mans shampoo and Childs shampoo this was just like the bathroom in the caravan.
I have lost me eternal salvation and the devil could take me over at any time. I'm terrified all the time.

The devil has no power. Continue to pray and fight don't give up I got through it I know how scary it is believe me it's ok God hasn't left you. The devil almost made me kill myself with his lies. He told me the same thing. Don't just read the bible obey the bible. Get to know Jesus

My heart goes out to you my love. I myself do not believe in religion, i believe it is man made as a way to control the massives. God is everything and hes in us. The reason i refuse to study religion and instead chosen to read about spirituality which basically is the combinations off the simiularitys off all the loving bits of what religions have in common and can be found in ancient sanskrit, and other ancient teachings stamped out by religion. Islam did not help you, christianity has not saved you but you know God exsits? That is such a paradox, if you truly know god then all you need to remember is God is love. Try researching other religions, buddism for example. I particulatly enjoy the pholosophys of The Ancient Hawaiians, and have also taken from buddism also. The truth is you have the power to choose to believe in something that will serve you better.
The main reason i dislike religion is because it makes people conform. God does not want us to conform. There is over 7 billion people in this world, and infinate life forms. And amazing planet that is our placenta, the puppy too the great white shark to giraffes. The catterpillar too the butterfly. We all have our set of DNA. Our own unique way of viewing the world, just like we all have have glasses on with mirrors on the inside. That in itself is magic. The world is so much larger and beautiful then you can see right now. Its pretty ignorant of religions to claim their rights to god. I cant imagine he gave us the gift off diversity for us to spend our whole lives conforming. The main reason i dislike religion is because of the strong emotions that are tied to it. Emotions is a powerful energy. There is alot off fear attached to religion. I no very little about Islam. All i know is its on the news alot and alot off people our suffering. God does not want us to suffer. Why are people suffering? Because of fear! And we all have our own unique fears. They are our own to conquer. From the well paid banker living in his custy surroundings, to the the people you have been around that you have seen suffering. Emotions are sticky. When we act out of fear we come across other fearful souls. Fear manifests in addictions, succide, anger, jealousy, abuse, physical pain, brain chemicals getting out off balance, unhealthy relationships. That is the real battle. The eternal battle with our own fears. But what is there to really fear when god is love, forgiveness, all that is pure and true?
So instead you choose love and trust. When bad things happen he wants us to love and trust even more, because he is bringing a fear to light so you can stamp it out and be rid off it. This is why counciling helps people. if you work on becoming a better version of yourself your reality becomes clearer, your vibration rises and life becomes so much more enjoyable.

And those who choose to follow the path of love are the ones who live in abundance.

Love lights the path. Love yourself, love others and love God as we are all a tiny piece off him. Forgive yourself, forgive others and forgive god. We are all just trying to the best with what we know, just remember not one person, out of the billions we share this planet, knows all the answers. Lifes a journey and its all about learning. Release the dark to let in the light and keep focused on the light it will show you your path.
Love, light and blessings x i wish you all the love in the world and pray your suffering will lesson

Im sorry my grammar is appaling! It too am stoned. When im stoned i get into my spiritual zone and i see where my googling takes me. I had to write to you. Since working on my insecuritys, learning more about what makes me....me, forgiving/loving/trusting myself, the more i realise i can accept and do that with other people. the happier i become. Happiness is a state off mind and the universe wants us to have it, but you need to show the universe/god you want it. Im always grateful for last thing i have and the people i love. You have not finished yet, you are still hers, there is something left here for you to do. Love is the answer, kick fear/devil in the balls as god has got your back.

I have heard many people say that when I smoke ganja kativa ,Cannibus , I start too speak odd,holding up hand signs, weird things start too happened . I wright symbols and marks . I Start too speak of subject's not normal in today's society. Each person that has ever told me about this trans '' supposedly 'said they grow frightened and Afraid or cofused . Yet I myself only remember pieces and that I do are parts of good the Manifestation mentioned I remember none of those actual actions. I ask for details yet I only get bits and pieces as if they are hesitant to describe the experience they have had with me . I wake up with scratches marks .bruises at times. Yet I was able to sleep with no bad dreams. I wake up relaxed . So im wondering , what is all this that happend

Sounds kinda intense maybe you are playing out a subconscious fantasy or dream based off of something you saw or might have experianced and it only comes out when your high

well I been smoking since I was 14 and I'm 20 now. I stop smoking at 17 ,but I started again a year later after my best friend moved back into the state.

so when I use to smoke before all I use to do is laugh,eat, and have fun. so their this guy he a friend of the family. and he different he would wear tie zillions, and green contacts.he always talk about "the man" I don't know who this the men is,he would say "the man" is good and bad have many names so he would throw signs up (rockstar), and priamid ,and something to his ear. this guy had a crush on me. he would always say "your different ,different from everyone else in the world". I didn't like this guy because he dress like a women. anyways one day we was down town high, my bf and was sitting down and him and my sister was standing, so the police come by and he stands up and show the triangle signs to them. so they did it back even a guy who was on a bike rode by and did it too. so me being high I was paying attention to everything. so I was stock to what I saw because I thought he was just out of his mind. but I started to believe. so he come back over and say "abstract world" signs and symbols. next day I was taking my hair down and had dead head and he took it. -wired-
so we went to a park and smoke and everything felt wired he started staring into my eyes like he was trying to steal my soul. I could breath. his contacts made him not have pupils his eyes look *** they was changing. I look at the time and it was 12:24 my birthday .he whisper under his breath "it's all gone seem as a dream tomorrow " it felt as someone was watching me. I was having a panic attack. this guy kiss a penny in front of a church (my mother name penny) and said bring her to my world"
people looked wired like they was anger,sad,hurt throwing up one arm than looking at the car.and I felt sharp pain through my body I was confuse and scared, I felt something pulling my entire body down, that night I went to sleep I woke up and never been the same .i seem myself busy than looking at the clock at these times( 12:24,12:25,9:11,4:25,:4:20,) btw as I was typing I glance at the time and it was 4:20 (wired 0_o) so I'm almost 20 now and I smoke with my boyfriend recently (I haven smoke since that day) but we smoke and I started tripping nothing felt real anymore.everything seem a lie we was watching tv (bad grandpa) and it didn look real. like it look like everyone was in clear cubes in the restaurant and I told my bf "do u see that they in boxes" he said "I know, so we start watching courage the cartoon ( I love this cartoon) but today it just didn look right.usually courage is the nice one. but the old man was idk how but the old man is usually mean to courage but courage somehow was getting the old man hurt. I peep it out and scared myself, I couldn watch it anymore so I listen to marlyin mason and the picture was on my lock screen on the charger and my boyfriend says "wtf" I'm like what (already bogled from what I saw from the cartoon + movie).he say why did the devil pop up on your screen..I had my phone on the ihome. I look like what, and got scared but didn't show it .my heart was pounding. my bf adds "no no baby ,that type of stuff just don't happen at 4:19 in the morning something bad about to happen" he scared the **** out me . I go and cut my phone off and it's 4:20,
I thought to myself "0h no it might happen again" so we finish watching tv and I heard voices saying " no she the angel of death" I heard it clear and I turned and ask my bf why u call me that what is that. he say play it cool. I'm like omg I'm going to die high wtf! it was really dark in the room. and I look at the mirror and I see the man burned he was kinda tall and gray his eyes was black but you can still see the white part.I told my bf WTF is that in the mirror .the man moved his head (tilted) my way. I was freaking out. I couldn get up I was so afraid, he just stood their my boyfriend didn see it idk why. I was tripping too idk. it felt like someone or people was their watching me.than something leap from the ground to my dresser i do not know it look like a freaking frog or an alien (I don't believe in aliens) so this thing sat on my dresser I was just stating at me it's eyes was yellow gold I look like a frog or something idk but it had something on it was dark in the room only thing was on was the tv and xbox. I told my bf it's something on the dresser he say "baby your tripping " I'm like no their something on the f*#ck*ng table. I look back at it and I watch it turn it's head. my bf turn on the light like its nothing there.i swear it was...later: I couldn't move I felt sharp needles throughout my body, it felt like something was on my shoulders and stomach.choking me I couldn breath my bf thought I was kidding around, i found myself typing in angel of death and got some crazy results, I just don't understand how I heard that and I never heard it before never.! and it actually exist (angel of death is also called a grim reaper) I was having so many bad thoughts to myself and I had a feeling this world isnt what it seems. it seem as if everything is controlled by someone or something and when we die we see the truth of what's really going on and can't come back to warn no one and we be stuck in that world forever and have to relive it over and over while other people relive their appending doom in the cube worlds and it's millions of them .idk it sounds crazy as hack but seem as if no one will believe you until they see it theirselves

Every time I get stoned i hear a lady speak to me yet it's not there and I always forget what the lady says a minute later. I hear the sound but it's not there but ik it is. It's very hard to explain. It's just my imagination but yet it's coming from someone else and I feel like I'm flying and I'm not in my body. When I hear the lady speak its always with strange noises in the background

hmmm...

You can believe this, or you can not.. up to you. I'm 18 and I've been smoking Marijuana for about...... 4 years now? I started like many other people, because my friends asked me to. Anywho, one night I was meditating (i had a couple of bongs before hand) and i had a candle (lit) sitting in my left hand on my lap. I raised my right hand to about head height and just waited.. then a voice in my head said, move your hand down. slowly. so i did. as i was moving my hand down i could feel the warmth of the candle against the palm of my right hand. as i got lower the heat felt like a hand holding my hand. (side note= it felt like there was no such thing as time) from about chest height the warmth didnt get any hotter and i started to question it only for the questions to be wiped away with the rising heat coming of my hand. I eventually ended up slowly lowering my hand till it was touching the flame for about.. 30 seconds (according to my sister) when i realised what i was doing, broke my concentration and moved my hand away from the flame. also, i can now control my blood flow (heart beat) to almost not being able to feel it, be able to just slightly put air in my lungs and stay like that (in meditation) for... i dont know how long, and also, one more thing, i was standing in my bathroom the other morning and i randomly put my hand to the mirror and the heat coming off my hand filled the mirror with condensation and moved like a flame. This is all true. The human body is capable of things (with the use of marijuana or not) that we dont even know exist. ALSO I used to wear glasses and read books everyday and through the use of marijuana i started exercising... sets of 50 pushups until i got to 300 with a 10-20 second break inbetween each set. Thankyou for your time. email me if you would like to talk about mind over matter, meditation or anything along those lines, My names Grayson, im from New Zealand and i dont claim to be an expert in anything. :p have a great day, guys.

I'm 17. Lately I've ben smoking weed everyday to cover up my life problems/family. It made me feel better and more "stress free". I notised that all I was doing was smoking weed and drinking and just being a lazy *** . Bad grades in school I didn't care I just wanted to be high.I had an epiphany a couple of weeks ago because my dad went pretty hard on a drug and it was just a crazy night. I honestly was just sick if life and everything. But I started to get my head straigh and realy trying in school. So after all of this. I desided to quit smoking weed. I went to a bbq the next week and somebody asked me if I wanted to take a couple of hits from a blunt. So I was like why not?? I took 4 good hits but since I was quiting I just said it was good enough. I have a high tolerance for smoming weed. So anyways ..I got realy high..i didnt exepct to be this high AT ALL. but I felt the same as I always did when I coverd up my problems. I was standing with a couple of friends watching some kids play soccer and I started getting realy realy tired and wornd my friends that I'm going to fall asleep. I've smoked way more then this before and never felt like this...my eyes were going black and I ended up falling on the floor and passing out. While I was passed out I felt like my "spirit"or "soul"was being sucked out of my body. I woke up 5 seconds later and I'm a whole new person. My high was amazing.I was seeing life for the beauty of it. I sat next to some randome guy at the park and I felt his pain and talked to him about his life. I felt like I can read anybody's life . Now everytime I get high. I feel like I'm more spiritual and appriciate LIFE way more. Idk Has anybody ever felt kinda similar to this????

Please read my response above on 2 of these. After having my spiritual experience i know believe i can sense future events. I believe it with all my soul

I've been smoking weed for over 30 years now - and it has made me more spiritual - however - last night - I was really pondering on life without being high and had some spiritual insights without the weed. I now see MJ as the training wheels to spiritual insight. I no longer think it is necessary for me - I can be spiritual without MJ but I admit it's a lot LESS FUN.

Ok I was born in 1988 in down town LA for some reason I have always had spiritual experiences since the age 7 like when one time I remember one day at that age I remember that one night I was about sleep the room was dark I was looking to the window were light crept in enough for me to see the other side of the room and with out blinking I see a shadow moving from one side of the room right towards me .... But what has me confuse now was ? that I was calm as if I knew that what was coming towards me was not a threat it got closer and suddenly I was starring right into to its eyes the first thing I noticed was its face it looked as if it was a beast but it was smiling with sincere ness so I said hi and it said hi joshua how you been and asked how are you we had a conversation for about like five minutes but what was weird it seemed that it came just to check on me that last thing it said to me was I love u ...... So life went on and I grew in due season so we come across the age of 23 this was another experience that was soon gonna take place so it was Tuesday morning and I was not in the best condition I was up for two days on meth but was about to smoke up a bowl of weed so I'm sitting in the garage by myself all I felt was a hand touch my back I stood quick only to realize that the pillow was standing up by its self.... Scared out of my mind I ran out the garage but as soon as I step out that garage my whole vision turns into lighting red and this was at 10 in the morning so I start stumbling it really felt like It was my last day of living I saw evil faces on every single thing it felt like heaven and hell were fighting for my soul so i started crying asking god for help to forgive me for my wrong way of life I mean even at that moment I felt like nothing could save me but all of a sudden this this weight entered my body and felt like a bomb blew up and this wave of coolness went throug my body and fell fast asleep thank you father ...... And about three months later I faced what I was trained for spiritual war I'm am a solider for the true army that most high kingdom of heaven army and to hear about this story let me know ill be more than happy to share after this battle he would talk to me in ways you wouldn't imagen he told me that he made my horns iron for having my faith he also said that he begot me his i was looking in the clouds and all I seen was a baby and in front of this baby a hand came out with a crown with five points and he laid it on top of my head and told me I was made king then shortly led me to a Buddhist temple where he said I would meet my mother to receive a kiss and when I got there I was looking to the clouds and I seen the baby again then a women came out the clouds and kissed the baby on the head then she was holding it then I seen my father stand behind my momma and it was are family picture

idk i just feel really connected to the people around me

Wow, I had a very similar experience. I do believe a draft is being held for our souls. I encourage everyone to be saved, following the worlds point of view means you are more than likely on Satan's team. I've had 3 spiritual experiences and I thank God for saving me. If you get this, I would love to hear your story in depth.

I'm the most lonely and scared person in the world right now.
When I was 18 I met a man, he was a Muslim I fell in love with him he treated me pretty badly.9 years&he decided he loved me&did everything the right way. I was patient and loyal to him he realised I was worth it. I moved to be with him&met his family they were not overjoyed but were friendly considering their religions attitude to 'kaffirs'Never gave the religious differences much thought but as I started to get to know them all I realised why he'd been the way he'd been for so many years& I  realised that Islam is the greatest trick of the devil and the greatest divider and destroyer. I started to research it, for example 'halal' is the name of Satan in the original Hebrew text I read the Quran too. One morning I woke up with the words '77 days' in my head. It felt profound I was moved to open my bible to psalm 77 it talked about crying out to god in despair it encompassed all the feelings I'd been having.
From that day on I began to randomly open my bible I started to voice my opinion to my partner about the evils of Islam&about his need for Jesus the great wiper away of tears the great comforter. I told him it is ok to cry to be weak to be human. As time went by every day I'd open maybe 5 or 6 times&it was always specific to my life. As this happened my partner began to become aggressive&volatile and sometimes just silent. Spiritual warfare was present in my home. One example is he grabbed me the once by the collar of my coat&threw me ro the ground. I opened to job 'he grabs you by the collar of your coat&throws you into the dirt' 
One day he got angry& tore up my bible. I rebuked him in Jesus name&he fell to the floor&sobbed like a child. That night he apologised for the first time ever in 12 years (by that point) he told me lots of awful things that happened to him as a child. I kind of knew he'd been abused it's part of the religion this superiority&godliness given to the men of the family that makes them believe they can do whatever they want. I held him tight&we agreed to get a new bible the following day. When I woke up there was a rainbow I felt entirely filled with the holy spirit I felt amazing despite all he'd told me the night before I felt truly blessed. When we got home after a very emotionally close day we prayed together and then out of the corner of my eye I saw a page from my bible under the ironing board&I started to weep and said to him look that's a message for you. I had cleaned the whole room the night before. I was so excited so filled with the holy spirit. It was Isaiah 48&yes it was for him. He was visibly moved but got angry&stormed off upstairs for the evening. I praised god. Things got worse&so I left him for a week and he didn't call me even once& I was tearful and sad but walking down the road I saw a lady who looked extremely out of place standing on the corner dressed in purple. She smiled at me&waved&I felt an amazing feeling of love like ive never felt from anyone in my life. I went into the pub and saw a man sitting on a stool. He looked very Jewish. Round olive face, hooked nose he was staring at me almost through me I was terrified I felt he was watching me. Anyway in time my partner called and was upset and said he didn't want to lose me. We spoke for five hours and I guess thats where my rebellion began. He said he wanted to get to know Jesus. I sent him home&when I slept that night I felt Jesus arms around me. I had a dream that I could t get across a lake&my partner told me he couldn't carry me over& Jesus was standing across the other side staring at me sadly. I had a friend at this time a male friend who was loving and kind&understanding I think I was starting to have feelings for him just a feeling of being understood. I wish now that I had realised the one who understood me the most was my lord and saviour who could see right inside my heart and soul. 
So I went back to my partner and things were great for a while but everytime I tried to tell him who Jesus was he flipped out and so I thought this guy is wasting my time and I will not have Muslim children or children influenced in any way by Islam. He insisted they would eat halal meat I said that gives them a strong identity as a Muslim its not going to happen. So one day he beat me so bad that I couldn't open my mouth I cried out to Jesus and again he fell to the floor weeping. This was not his style he usually was unashamed and unapologetic but I guess I knew the demons were within him. That day he was looking up and down the stairs holding me over them like he was trying to assess how damaging the drop would be. So I opened my bible and was told to leave. So I did. I told him when we argue I have nowhere to go so I got myself this little caravan a hundred miles away or so and he was very cooperative he said he just didn't want me to leave him&that when these things happened it's like a darkness came over him like he wasn't in control. I understood that I was preaching jeuss message and the demons within him did not like it because only in that last two years was he ever physically violent towards me. When we got to the caravan I'll never forget the look on his face it was appreciative like 'this is a new start' he left me a beautiful note the next morning saying he loved me and would see me soon. I read in my bible 'stay close to god'
I did not.
I spent the first week in severe physical pain and being sick I did not call out to Jesus to help me it's like I forgot him. My reasons for leaving became more about the abuse than the religious differences. I became a *****. Within three weeks I started a relationship with my male friend. I started chain smoking I didn't ever leave that caravan and I moped and let this guy pander to me and love me and do things for me. I told everyone what my ex had done to me. Meanwhile my ex started going to church and opening the bible at random and recording his feelings. He also started going to counselling. I defamed him to everyone we knew I was so tired of being let down by him. I became his enemy. I used to work with him&I took a redundancy payout from him rather than getting off my lazy arse and getting a job or doing some good for others. I became the devil. I was lazy, unkind, ungodly, bitter, tormented day and night by visions and dreams - fear is of the devil there is no place for it in the kingdom of heaven. His family even called me to apologise and tell me he could not live without me. This was my chance to be a Christian. Did I take it? No I was hostile. My ex started to really get into church and feel loved by Jesus I should have held his hand and stood by him. Did I go to church? No. I was reminded of this one day in the caravan as the bells rang for 45 minutes solid. I thought 'I haven't been to church for a while' then they stopped ringing. Meanwhile for the first time ever I felt empowered and like I didn't care
Several times my ex came down sobbing wanting to talk to me wanting to share gods word, leaving extracts from services he'd attended outside my door. I didn't read any of them. He even followed me around town the one time while I pretended he wasn't there. My physical ailments continued I had the oddest medical problems going. Oh how often I defied god in the desert. One morning I woke up sweating I had a dream that I was pregnant&god said 'call him maher shalal hash baz' my name, halal and my exs name. then in the dream a huge tall evil man said 'when you are deliriously happy I will strike you down' when I awoke I looked this name up online and low and behold in Isaiah there is a prophetic child born to a prophetess called maher Shalal hash baz which ironically means speed to the spoil quick to the plunder.
I went on holiday with my new man to a place renowned for lose living. The day before my whole face broke out in welts and swelled up but nothing was going to stop me
My ex had found two shells on a beach and made us pendants out of them. The one night we were sitting at the table me&the new man and the lighter dropped onto the cloth&burnt a hole into it exactly the same shape as my exs pendant. I have photos. It was a punch to the stomach and I nearly went home but went upstairs and defied god once again. My ex had also bought me a beautiful cross which I'd hung up in the caravan. Around this time I was just getting warning after warning from the bible 'I will give your men to other women' look at you fulfil your lust as my holy symbol hangs above you' ' you will be shamed in your nakedness' etc. So I went to church with my dad. The night before I was so scared of hell Id really started to think about it and the sermon was entitled 'hell' the night before I'd held my cross and said Jesus Christ I don't know what's happening but please just take me to heaven now.
After the service I cried&my dad invited my ex back to our house to talk and for some reason I had this need to confess all my sins to my whole family. My dad got angry with me&told me to go home so my ex drove me back. I took his cross from the draw& put it on and wow I felt such a genuine compassion and deep lobe for him&then these words came out of my mouth 'oh no youve lost your eternal salvation' so I tore it off and heard 'oh you are evil. This was the second time I'd heard gods voice the first time was I made my ex go to a medical appointment with me and I heard 'be kind to baz' and my disc in face which needed an operation slipped down& I started to weep.
I got really flustered with the cross incident I told him to go home. That night the cross whispered and in the morning it was not in my hand it was up on the side. 
Every time my ex and I had hung out which I limited to three or four occasions that year it was like some kind of weirdness was going on. For example a guy dressed as he devil in the middle of the road made me thing 'the devils trying to get in-between baz and i' or leaflets on the surgery that had a picture of the devil on next to another leaflet called 'the forgotten man' and going to see another caravan and me with my Irish small town totally unusual surname being closely related to the woman. Anyway I ignored all that and started having visors of hell and bad dreams where I was walk g trough hell I could smell it and see all the torture methods used and saw myself burning and screaming  so for some stupid reason I stopped sleeping. I prayed loads but it just continued. So my new man took me to the hospital and when I got there three people sat in front of me. I recognised Jesus immediately. the name 'mary godsonrose' was called out. I heard gods voice 'come on hanniel please let us help you- I will help you write your book' ( something I knew I should have been doing all year) about Islam and personality disorders and domestic abuse all being from Satan. I didnt even know what hanniel meant at that time. I stared and I felt an amazing feeling of healing all over my neck it was beautiful but all that went through my head was ' I want to throw her into the pit of hell' when they left I ran after them shouting 'jesus' the man with the hooked nose and olive skin from the year before was there he looked deeply sad and troubled. I know he was god. I went into a doctor who asked me 'crisis call?' I said 'I know what you're doing just be quiet' he looked quite bemused. Then I started to mistrust everyone like it was a big conspiracy and they were all in on it and knew I'd seen god. Couldn't be further from the truth. They gave me sleeping tablets but that night I was a mess. My parents came down the next day and before they arrived I threw away all my writing and hid in a bush shaking. 
I ended up in a mental health ward and the first night could not sleep because of the pulsing feeling of evil. Upon arriving a woman shouted at me 'hi Jesus hi Jesus- you are disgusting you could have helped me and I've been like this all my life I don't have a problem with (new partners name) but I have a problem with you. This continued for weeks me confused and demons outwardly attacking me and knowing my entire life story until one day I saw his guy and he sat in the foyer I recognised him as the devil and I rebuked him. 5 minutes later one f the women 'gloria' shouted at me 'you ignore me to talk to the man upstairs' and she spat on me. Another patient threw a cup of tea in my face and said 'you never stop trying do you' I was praying like crazy at this point it was completely insane the whole thing even all the patients were named after people I loved and the nurses were called fortunate and patience. I prayed dear god deliver me and 5 minutes later a team turned up to take me home but guess what? I didn't go because they 'looked demonic' three days later I ha a tribunal and the day before I wad compelled to speak to the evil one. He even asked 'now or next week' that night I sweated profusely. God had tried to warn me that morning with a severe nosebleed and vivid dreams but i still did it. I didn't get out at my tribunal and this demonic doctor who 'disappeared' after my case was grinning the whole way through. Before I spoke to him another women had turned up signed herself ce took me into a room and said 'this is getting very serious now marie' I had her out of there in minutes. She is untraceable and I know god sent her. 
8 years ago I had a dream. In the dream I was in a big White hospital telling everyone the devil was in me and I had lost my soul they were all laughing at me. In the dream I got my leg caught up in a black cable with a pink green and blue wire coming out of it. In the dream demons were laughing saying you are going to hell but you better pray you go to hell. In the dream a girl i went to school with was a doctor. I've looked her up and she's a psychiatrist.One week after I spoke to the devil this canle incident happened. When I saw that cable outside on my walk I felt sick and so scared.
I am at home now but every day I wait for something bad or evil to happen. My naturally joyful and loving personality is gone I have let down my god just by being human and confused but having had such direct contact from him I should have been putting on the armour of god and living a sinless life. The devil even had me convinced the world had turned islamic at one point! This was when the first social worker turned up. I asked her 'do you know what this is about' she said yes- jesus needs you I said 'will my family get hurt if I don't come with you' she said 'yes' I said idont want to go with you she looked horrified and left. I tried to run after her and had all these visions that I'd handed the covenant over to Islam. 
Anyway- I'm going to hell and at any time the devil could take me over and do someging utterly evil to someone I love.
There is a god there is a Jesus there is a Mary- I have seen them. There will be a judgement day and those called to his service should throw themselves at his feet- that is everyone we are all called in one way or another. Now I havne doctors telling me I am 'getting better and should be happy ad embrace life' there was Noone happier than me before all this now I am terrified.
I've tried to include most things but ita such a long and complicated story.
After seeing Jesus being in the car thinking 'you are hanniel you are meant to heal the sick and cast out demons'
Breaking my neck feeling hands twisting and squeezing
The man in black pacing and the mask at my window
Zechariah being open on my bedside when I woke up
The chapel in hospital crying out to god to protect me and last page of revelations being open where it says 'if anyone takes anything away from this book'
The night of terror with everyone shaking. All the alarms went off- demon put thought in my head it is the end of the world it's the last day I walk past one of the women and she was nodding in affirmation. I went into main area and every patient was sitting upright eyes closed shaking back and forth I ran to my room and hid under the covers
The fact I'd seen several of those people befoe in my dreams as a child and felt they all knew I'd see. Jesus and were 'in on it' a lot of the time because of their facial expressions things theydaid and the way they said it
Feeling of pure evil all around from the very fort day at the hospital I couldn't even sleep like a pulsing feeling of energy coming into my room
The feeling people knew I'd seen god or was the Antichrist. Comments from demonics such as 'favourite colour red eh? Or comments on my personal life. First day there had a purple gown and red coat felt evil like the Antichrist wore gown out for a cigarette took gown off and one of the patients said 'oh at least she feels guilty' in the bible the Antichrist has a purple gown
The conversations with demonics so many of them 24/7 stayed in my room mainly
The feelin of demons inside me
Hearing the devils voice
Fear of death before I went into hospital and fear that I'd shut my eyes and be in hell
The demonic possession red coat purple gown incident 
In the hospital and the people feeling they were waiting for my soul and that they all knew
The Muslim child sticking her Tongue out after Jesus left
Nosebleed and dreams 'oly' talking to the devil
Fears my family would get hurt if they came to visit me visions of them getting shot when they left because of the world being islamic
Visions of hell
How I'd been living my life 
The demon possession in the caravan me getting up smoking a whole pouch of tobacco with no memory and finding my loving cat scared of me my cross tangled beyond repair things broken messy and dirty. Foaming at the mouth having no memory of time or what happened in those few days
The priest telling me to read johns gospel and me wanting him to leave
Baz and how hard he tried all year to reach me
My wish to be with him but something stopped me
The ambulance turning up was cartoon like and false I was angry with my family for not listening to me
Thinking repeatedly of gods face and how grief-stricken he looked at the hospital that day. Thinking of Jesus leaning forward pleading loving happy face beckoning and that voice saying 'I want to throw her into the pit' staring defiantly feeling healing. That night sure I was now definitely doomed to hell.
I have committed the ubforgiveable sin how on earth can I get over this? I am gentle and loving in nature but now I just think about how the devil could possess me at any time and also going to hell and I think about it 24/7
When I was a child I had a dream that an old lady with black hair was spinning down a vortex into hell that dream never left me. I also used to regularly have nightmares about all my Walls being on fire
When I was with baz I had a dream he bought 4 cakes and a mini car down. On my birthday after I left him this is what happened
I also had a dream that baz had a secret apartment and the bathroom was beige with a ladies shampoo, mans shampoo and Childs shampoo this was just like the bathroom in the caravan.
I have lost me eternal salvation and the devil could take me over at any time. I'm terrified all the time.

This is a very interesting story subject. I find that I have a lot in common with a lot of people that have commented on here. It's good to know that I'm not completely out there. Ha, ha, ha. As far as experiences go, I haven't had anything as crazy as an out of body experience but it seems to me that when I'm high I have a tendency to look at sunsets and have very complex thoughts and epiphanies. Also, I have this feeling when I'm out walking and smoking that I can walk forever and feel completely in sync with nature. I feel like a quiet observer of what's happening around me and find beauty in the simplest of nature's processes. Does anyone have any ideas or perspectives on what this could "mean"?

I'm not sure how spiritual you are but what came to mind was "we are one" everything on Earth. Humans plants animals and the view of the sun (:

It sounds like you're awareness is heightened. Weed tends to do that. I always wonder why exactly from a deeply spiritual perspective so I just read ppl's experiences and draw my own conclusions til I get an answer #scorpioproblems lol but yea hope I helped? This was interesting to read by the way.

Thanks, I always appreciate other perspectives.

Yes, I mostly use weed as a tool to get myself onto a higher vibration. I find it harder to feel so connected to your past, future, and present self by just meditating alone. But using mj I can reach myself so much easier. I've only begun studying it as a spiritual aide, but I truly believe that the plant is and should be used in that way (I mean, the Native Americans did it!)

It's truly a miracle plant.

All the time. I never used to believe in God until I started having these epiphanies while under the influence.
The first time, I was cooking lunch and I was really chilled out, just really happy and relaxed then I don't really know what happened.. It was like I blacked out and started dreaming.. I think it might have been an out of body experience but I stopped cooking for some reason and I felt something come over, or into me and it raised me up, like I was levitating. The whole time I just remember being in this place of complete peace where time didn't exist. I don't know how long I was there but when it stopped I felt myself come back town then I shivered, like I came back into my body and after that I was conscious again and I realized what just happened and I freaked out. Still to this day I don't know for sure if it really happened because it felt like a dream but I remember it... Weird.. But now I have spiritual phenomena happen to me every time, nothing like that but things that are just abnormal... Like having angels appear to me and epiphanies. I think weed relaxes us enough to be able to use the third eye.. Or maybe I'm just really high haha

Real talk

I have had several "spiritual" experiences with weed, in fact almost every time I get high, which is why I like to smoke alone so that other people are not weirded out by how introspective and personal I become. I can also enjoy getting high with friends and doing something fun like seeing a concert, but that provides me with too many distractions to get into deep levels of consciousness/thought. I hesitate to use the term "spiritual" as that word has a very vague significance and meaning in modern culture. Most would consider spiritual to be some metaphysical distinction between the "real life" material world we live in and experience, and the spooky magical realm of faith ba<x>sed belief systems. This is not how I consider myself to be spiritual when high on weed. I do not actually start to believe in god, ghosts, or karma, but I do reach a level of empathy, compassion and true introspective understanding that comes about as close to seeing god as an agnostic atheist can get. See the problem is that I simply choose to give a psychological/brain chemistry explanation for these kinds of experience, and not to rely on faith in scientifically unfounded fields of study. I think the effect weed has, on me at least, is that it allows the user to engage in experiences with a fresh perspective, void of previous conditioning to those experiences. Take the age old stoner trope of the long haired hippy staring, in wide eyed fascination, at their own outstretched hand. Is this person just high and acting stupid, or are they rediscovering the fact that they are a thinking thing in control of a vehicle made of flesh? Surely if we did not eventually grow numb to this amazing experience, we would never be able to hold down a steady job, or ever stop having sex ;D. The point is that weed helps us to feel and think with our emotions, and maybe the human mind had to evolve so that stimulus conditioning would eventually allow us to overcome and adapt.<br />
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But how could numbing down our emotions help us to adapt to our environment? I like to think of a situation in which a group of people become stranded on a desert island after a boat/plain crash "ala LOST". It would be completely within reason for these castaways to feel anxiety, fear, anger, and a sense of hopelessness, but it is our ability to eventually get over these emotions that allows for critical thinking and survival. Further conditioning to similar situations will allow the person to get over the initial reaction, and rush of emotions quicker, possibly to a point where they have no effect on their actions at all. Think of athletes, and rock stars, that talk about how they still get butterflies before they have to perform after all these years, but they have grown used to it from training. For me, weed helps to reinforce my personal philosophical belief systems, as it shifts my thoughts to the experience at hand, and briefly shakes off some of the conditioning I have grown used to. "Living in the moment" is a good way to put it. But like all experiences, we can also become conditioned to getting high, so I don't toke that often, maybe once or twice a week on weekends, or if my friends are around and want to smoke. All this being said, I think that weed is a first amendment issue, freedom of religion. You like to go to church, pray, and meditate sometimes? Well I like to get high sometimes, who are you to say that I cant? <br />
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Stats about me: White, Male, 23yrs old, Philosophy Major, Georgetown University, In good standing with my parents. Never convicted of any crimes, but have been busted for weed a few times (cops were cool for the most part, just confiscated the weed/pipe and let us go). I was raised Catholic, but am now agnostic/athiest. I don't like to play politics, but Id consider myself Libertarian. Have been dealing with some anxiety/depression for the past few years, but outlook is positive. Have lots of good friends, most of them are a lot like me, and were almost ready to take over the world, so look out :P

I never anticipated anything like this would ever happen, I smoke weed regularly for recreational purpose for the last 3 years, I have got high and had fun and all but yesterday I had this beautiful, massive stroke of spirituality, I can't even put it in words.
I was driving my car, usually it took me 2 hours for that course but yesterday it took me 5 hours to reach home. I want to confess until now, u can saw I was fashionably Atheist, I used to refute the very existence of GOD but this episode of the most beautiful and the strangest epiphany has changed my perception, conception. While driving I wasn't even listening to the songs, I had never done this, I love music. It was silent, very silent. I was driving on and on I was crying agonisingly, that remorse was so strong and powerful. I had never experienced anything like before. Eventually, I realized the GOD is within us, DEEP down, you'll have to unwrap the layers of ego, jealousy and other earthly emotions, God isn't figurative or any Idol, but the perpetual Joy, the eternal happiness. I had never thought I'ld be writing such an experience that rocked me to my core. May be now I might be able to answer the questions which I've been asking from myself.

I am 22 years old.

Just last night I experienced the craziest thing bro! A spiritual vortex opened in my chest and I felt like a spirit from a third dimension had taken my spirit out of my body, but my spirit was desperately trying to get back in. My spirit had lost the battle and it was fighting desperately to win the war. This force from a third dimension started to tell me that our spirit were sent to earth. It told me that we are from a pure and peaceful place, but we that are here on earth were cast out from this peaceful place, because our spirit needs to be cleaned out of our bad habits. It told me that earth is hell and we were sentenced here to be tested. It also told me that we were given a physical body and a brain to trick us. It said that we need to forget that we are spirits in order for us to be properly tested. weed has changed me. I truly believe that it allowed me to get in contact with this spirit from another world. People might think I'm crazy from now on .lol

I DON'T THINK YOU'RE CRAZY, I believe it.

Thank you!

I have been there too! If you are crazy I'm right there with you, haha.