Some of what pot uncovers is downright weird.
As I was vacuuming the floor the other day, stoned, I had the distinct sense that one of my chairs was irritated with me for shunting it over here, pushing it over there.
I think stuff like this may be why some people are afraid to get high. Angry chairs? Who needs ‘em?
But in my case, this sort of thing is more a recognition than a substance-induced hallucination. It’s exactly the kind of garbage my unconscious mind is continually projecting onto my environment anyway. It’s an expression of my early emotional conditioning: lots and lots of free-floating guilt and anxiety.
Now I know this does not sound desirable and of course it is not. However, if you think it’s extremely abnormal, I bet you’re wrong, though I have no evidence (much less proof) one way or the other.
In any case, it’s far better to see this sort of thing, this bizarre flashing mental projection, than not to see it. When I don’t consciously see it, it simply haunts me, impacting my emotional state.
On the other hand, as soon as I do see it – usually when I’m high – the projection evaporates. It may come back, or something similar may come, but hopefully my earlier flash of perception will help me to be more aware of such moments as they arise (straight or high) and I’ll recall my stoned insight about judgmental furniture, which will be helpful.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying furniture doesn’t have consciousness – only that such consciousness as it does have is probably not something our brains can map onto.