“In a study that included genetic data from more than 1 million people, scientists started to unravel the genetics of cannabis use disorder.”
“started” seems the operative term. I was actually surprised at how little it did say, as in how little progress has been made. Especially considering how long it’s been studied.
On a more subtle note, here again we have an example of limiting Abrahamic Mindset, why discuss “gateway drugs” it’s all about the person ingesting those drugs and their state of mind and constitution and circumstances.
It starts with is he/she seeking escape, or are they curious, seeking new perspectives.
Ironically given my high school location on the San Francisco peninsula, I rarely puffed at a parties, and ‘it didn’t do anything to me’, as they say.
But then came Yosemite NP and especially Wawona taking morning walks with my Park Ranger (interpretive) friend who was a pot head. Then I got it. (in fact, that epiphany moment of triangulating the crescent moon, with Earth and Sun, that so moved me happened on one of those walks.
I spent a lot of time trying to figure out what it is marijuana does? What switch gets flipped? Took me a long, put my finger on it, and though that’s been a long time ago, I think the observation holds true, at least for me.
It stops some internal clock and opens up the present moment. It also made for more honest introspection. As, ‘oh my gosh, did I really say that, or behave like that.’ Such awareness helped me grow up. The world wasn’t all about me.
Lausten, I was surprised at your description, I found it sad.
I also found it another example why I am so passionate about talking about Mind ~ Physical reality divide, and absorbing the fact of your body really and truly being a product of Earth’s evolution, kin to all other creatures on this planet.
You’ve filled your head with intellectual knowledge that never resolves anything, because we can always ask more questions.
Whereas getting a solid, bottom up evolutionary respecting grip on who one is, where we come from, why we are here. Understanding that our body creates our consciousness and sense of “me” and I am a direct kin to an amazing family tree.
The meaning of life? To add your strand to Earth’s pageant of evolution, to appreciate your one blessed moment to the best of your abilities while you have it.
Oh and I love CFI & you Lausten and the discussions we’ve had here. Practice, practice, practice. I say this because we were just interrupted by two Mormon “Elders” with peach fuzz and I was able to stop them in their tracks and deliver my best monologue yet, wish I’d have been recording. Left them speechless, which is quite an accomplishment.
Nice, concise, no insults, simply that our gods and stories come from within ourselves. “You’re just spinning your wheels until you get right with the reality of your body being a biologic product of this Earth, …” Had a chance to explain about our consciousness being a product of our own biological body communicating with itself
“… Your god is real, but it’s created from within your minds. It is not created by this actual material world out here (pointing at the trees and view around us), which includes the biology of your body (pointing at them). Until you figure that out, you’re just spinning your wheels. Good day, I don’t have anymore time.” Smooth and friendly, yet suffering no fools.