DRUGS!

I started with pot at age 13. I smoked just about everyday until I was 19. It consumed me, I think I was looking to belong, as my parents were going through some shit, and wound up divorcing by the time I was 19.I cut the whole 10th grade, and that sucks, because I should have been a doctor or an engineer or something. Instead I had to go through the school of hard knocks. My parents answer was to stick me in a daytime drug rehab called Pheonix House in Manhattan. I went there for 16 months. I never stopped doing drugs, but it taught me a lot, and gave me the information I needed to stop, once I was forced to stop.I passed with such great flying colors through that course, that I was even promoted to graduate with the full time residents, a first for someone from my program.I got to do fun things like wash 8 flights of stairs with toothbrush, and once they found out I was a good painter, I painted the entire place. We washed pots big enough to stand in.I was practically a counsler by the time I left. I got to meet Nancy Reagan, and was presented an award.I never stopped drugs however, and then I started experimenting with a little concaine, and then took some mesc, by the third time I took it, I had a bad trip. When I felt what was happening, I ran home, and told my Dad, what I did, and told him to keep an eye on me, just incase I tried to do something stupid. I started seeing all bad stuff, and then I decided to try and make it a good trip, so I picked up some porn, and used my hallucinations to jerk-off. Then I went through 5 hours of hot and cold chills. (porn saved my life?) When I woke up the next morning, everything I touched, made me have a flashback, including cigarettes.I stopped everything, for 7 years. Well except alcohol, but I wasn't much of a drinker, just some beers every now and then.Then I started again, but by this time, I was too busy with life for it to consume me. Only pot. Sometimes I would not smoke for months.It wasn't until I had my religious experience, or more precisly, when I felt what I believe to be God's Holy Spirit, that my desire to smoke, was completely gone. I don't know why I got to have that experience, as I was not at rock bottom or anything, as a matter of fact, life was fine. Didn't even notice my desire to stop, until about a month later.I had kept a bag of chocolate (pot) just incase I decided to smoke again. I was still drinking, but only very casual, maybe once, twice a month.About 6 months went by, and I felt like smoking, so I grabbed a fishing pole, a cigar, and a beer, and headed down to the dock, with my trusty bowl of 20 years. I started fishing.At my dock here, during the summer, I always catch fish, I always see action. But that night I was catching/seeing nothing. About 45 minutes went by, and I decided to smoke. I felt the urge to pray.I asked God, God, if you do not want me to smoke, make a big fish jump out of the water. Then I took it back, because I thought it might be wrong to ask that. I put the bowl away.Another 15 minutes went by, and still no action whatsoever. I decided to smoke again, and I reached in my pocket and touched the bowl with me finger, and then wham! a big fish jumped out of the water!WEll I grabbed my trusty bowl of 20 years, and tossed it as far as I could into the lake. When the bowl hit the water, another fish jumped out.I then proceeded to catch 3 of the biggest walleyes I've ever seen, and kept one to eat.It's been 3.5 years since that day, and maybe once and awhile I think about smoking, but the urge quickly goes away. I still drink, but not too much.That is one of those "subjective" experiences that make me believe in God.Peace.

In my mind, gays cannot get married, because marraige is between a man and a woman, it's not that I do not want them to get married.So what is the difference between the gay gene (which doesn't exist) and the drug addiction gene (that doesn't exist either).You have reached a new high in lows.Thats what I get for pouring my heart out, and being honest? You are a fucking jerk.Your correlation does not make any sense whatsoever. I guess people are addicted to being gay?If I was an admin, I would ban you forever. Have a nice life, and may God have mercy on your pathetic soul.{ABE}Oh, and just for clarity for the retarded observer boy, in case you haven't noticed, I am for gay marriage, in our government.
EvC Forum: On the verge of a break-throughSo lets not go down the gay road, we all know I won't understand it. You on the other hand can take a vibrator, and give yourself a rectal exam.Yes, Christians get mad, so what?Edited by riVeRraT, : No reason given.Edited by riVeRraT, : duh

Thats the one that fucked up my mind for 7 years (probably permanently).The first couple times, we laughed our asses off for hours, kind of like reading taz's posts.

LMAOWhen did I ever say I was rational?
What makes my drug addiction right?
And I am definately not hiding behind my bible. It is my bible, and my belief in God, that helped me change my mind towards gay marraige. IT was that same God that helped me stop pot. Not that pot is even a big problem, but it was right for me to stop.Your whole comparison of these two issues is definately irrational. I am not predjudice. Don't worry, I am sure there something in it's place. Being an asshole, is just as bad as being a drug addict in some way. I am just as disgusted about drug addiction also. I hate what happened to me, but you can't live life with regrets, shit happens. Throughout my discussions, I have never used the bible as an exuse for anything. My thoughts and feelings about homosexual sex, and drugs, are purely my own.You have me pegged as some bible reading fundie or something, and I thought most people were over that by now. That is where you and me are completely different taz. I find it totally amazing that you think this way. I would never want to see any gay person shot on sight, I love them just as much as anyone else. I see no reason to irradicate them. We are all imperfect.Maybe you need to start doing some drugs. Don't think so, you have no clue. What is so funny is, you actually think you are righteous.Edited by riVeRraT, : No reason given.

Told you I had a sense of humor....

I bowled my best three games when I was blasted drunk off my ass. It was my first year in the leaque, and I scored 203,206,212 and won the high handicap award for the year, got money.Not bad for being lower than an animal.I also dance much better when drunk, or at least it seems that way, lol.My online gaming skills increase as well after having a beer or two, even after 3 or 4.

When did you say critical thinking? I must have mmissed it.
You said lower than the state of an animal.Show me being, lower than the state of an animal that can bowl over a 600 series, and I'll let you win.

Why, because the bible says so?

Bible says too much of anything is no good.I used to think my Grandma was addicted to church. If your addiction causes you to not get along with people, and condemn them to hell, and not follow just what Jesus was trying to avoid, then to me, it is not harmless.Of all things in life, I think religion is top ten as far as being the most dangerous. That's because all these rational Atheists don't go.

BS, they don't care about the money, they would do it for free {ABE}
If you wold just buy my book, I'll explain why.Edited by riVeRraT, : No reason given.