{"id":211,"date":"2010-01-25T19:21:32","date_gmt":"2010-01-25T19:21:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/myrealmind.com\/blog\/?p=211"},"modified":"2022-05-14T23:59:57","modified_gmt":"2022-05-14T23:59:57","slug":"dreams-of-a-gravity-bong","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.myrealmind.com\/blog\/2010\/01\/25\/dreams-of-a-gravity-bong\/","title":{"rendered":"Dreams of a Gravity Bong"},"content":{"rendered":"

<This is purely a work of fiction, and bears no resemblance to any person dead or alive.><\/em><\/p>\n

It was a bad day. Everything seemed to be screwed up. I was in one of those crazy moods, wanting to do something crazy. But what could be done, i wondered, that i have not done before? Fortunately i found one. Gravity Bong<\/a>. Its a classic way of smoking tobacco, or weed etc. And it has a certain impact too. So i took not 1 or 2, but 3 shots ( or whatever you may call it ). The first 2 were light ones, but the 3rd was a full impact thing.<\/p>\n

At first nothing changed. Then slowly, things started slowing down. I can compare it to a movie playing, at a much slower frame rate. Initially i could hear, and see, and process them instantaneously. Slowly i could see with pauses. The audio processing also slowed, and sometimes i missed scenes or voices, or both. Initially calm, but with this rate of slowing increasing, i panicked. I tried to have some water. Then i felt i would die. I was calling out for a doctor. It felt, that if i closed my eyes, i would pass out. Out of this world almost.
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But still we went to eat some place nearby. And i was walking dazed. Trying to walk and think straight. I tried to drink anything i got. From cold-drinks to tea. I ate a bit too. But i could not process things too fast. I sat down and my head started drooping slowly. Each time, with much effort, i jerked back to attention. And kept my eyes open.<\/p>\n

I stood up and started walking around. The funny part was, i could feel each step. The thud of my feet on the ground. The shock wave travelling slowly up from the feet to my head. I could feel every nerve, and muscle i felt. Everything had a dull thud. I could recollect a muscle twitching in the shoulder and then the leg. Trying to find a rhythm in them.<\/p>\n

Then my legs felt weak too. I thought it would give way. So i asked someone to help me get to a bed. I got there ( where i dont know ). And i removed my jacket, and lay down. I was scared of closing my eyes. Finally i did, and my others senses got keener. I could feel even more. Even a pin drop reverbrated like a earthquake. In fact, i did open my eyes at times, thinking as if there had been a quake. I could hear a lot of different audio streams, as if many people were watching different movies, playing different songs, and chattering. All in the same room too. Finally i drifted in and out of dreams, passing on to the other world.<\/p>\n

When i finally opened my eyes, i found myself in my own bed. In my own room, the usual way i sleep everyday. I realized this was one heck of a dream. Almost a alternate reality. And thankfully, i had not died.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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