Reality. What a Concept!
After 35 years, my reality is comfortable and serene. The world is a place of possibility. It's finally safe; I don't have to go to war over everything.
I don't get what you mean by stranger and stranger.
Watching the “normal humans” running around in a tizzy, fretting about all sorts of trivial nonsense and panicking about the silliest little things to me seems strange.
Watching people opinionate about most things without any evidence or fact and get adamant about it seems strange.
Politics, religion, status, traditions, conventional practices all seem strange if you step back and look objectively.
Causality of events leading up to a result seems strange to the point of miraculous.
Look at events and stuff and wonder “how” or “why” and try to make sense of it and it starts to seem strange.
Addicts tend to be very intelligent and relentless, hard workers. They think, actually think. With mind altering substances, the thinking get screwy. Once clean and sober, that skill and talent searches for clarity. As the fog lifts and the “real” world comes into focus, I noticed a lot of things that seem strange, odd if you will.
I see most things taken for granted and actions taken by rote without any real thought as to why.
Take away the money reason, “for profit”, take away the common sense actions and the obvious things and what is left are the strange things we do for no real obvious reason.
Look at a strange coincidental good luck or bad luck event and back track the conditions that lead up to that event and note what had to occur, and when, to lead to that event. I’ve watched some very strange things happen and all the conditions that led to that event and the timing and actions were mind numbing in probability to occur the way they did.
A change of timing of a few seconds on some things would make a totally different situation. Yet some things remain the same no matter the timing. Strange.
I’ve watched and listened and seen things and heard things that are so bizarre in the real world that it doesn’t seem there is any reason to use drugs. Things are trippy enough without dope.
Just the change that occurred in my life because I let go and let God is beyond belief.
From where I was 30 years ago and the path I was on, to the place I am now, the path that brought me here and the possible future while clean and sober is very very strange.
Examples
We work to earn money to buy things to throw away. Trash bags.
Much of the planet does not have clean drinking water readily available. In the US, we flush our toilets, water our lawns, wash our cars, etc... with drinking water.
It is raining poop on earth. Birds.
People market and purchase food as “all natural” as if it’s a good healthy thing. Crude oil, poop, insects, etc... are “all natural”. I don’t want any in my food.
Religious wars?!?
Politics has never made sense except as some form of organizational process to attempt to get the crazy human animals to all behave and do common good things but there is very little that everyone can agree on. That’s strange. Why are we all so different?
I am an addict yet friends that “partied” as hard as I did are not. Strange.
You never thought about these kinds of things?
That’s strange.