Cannabis also known as marijuana, weed, pot or a thousand other names this drug seems to have can be highly addictive to some people who struggle to stop smoking cannabis. How to stop smoking cannabis in this situation relies on an understanding of marijuana and its effects on your mind and body. Only then will you be able to feel the benefits of quitting smoking cannabis and be able to stay off weed and not relapse into your addiction.
Many studies have shown that smoking marijuana is not like smoking cigarettes where the chemicals (nicotine) make you physically dependent on the drugs and when starved of it you suffer cravings that drive you to smoke again to be free of the effects. This does not mean stopping smoking cannabis does not come with its set of cravings but they are generally of a different kind.
Suffering from cannabis withdrawals is common when giving up smoking weed but any physical cravings are very mild but can include:Vivid dreams – I am not sure what causes these but many people coming off cannabis usage often find their dreams very vivid and sometimes scary This may have something to do with the chemical THC that stays in your system for weeks after you stop smoking and how it interacts with your brain.
A psychological dependence is when you feel you need to smoke cannabis in the forms of joints, bongs or however you choose because you feel you need it. This gets confusing and sometimes you may not know why exactly you feel you must smoke but for most people it is because it has become a habit to smoke to escape something in your own life. From escaping abuse, poverty, mental illness, depression or just from being bored and unmotivated you can fall victim to smoking weed because you need an escape from your reality and the high you get is a short term relief that makes things bearable for a while. This is not a long term solution though and the continued smoking often makes this worse and solves nothing leading a spiraling pit of depression, anger and even more dependence on cannabis to get through it all.
Diamonds have always been the jewel in the crown, whether you were the Empress of India and Queen of the entire British Empire. Which is, by the way celebrating 150 cheap bongs years since the 1858 first great bong from the famed bell clock of British Parliament, Big Ben. Another of diamonds in it’s way. However, in 1936 the father of Queen Elizabeth began, but did not end his reign as Emperor of India, but rather as mere King George after 1947, upon independence of India and Pakistan. The diamond jewel remains in the crown, but is no longer what it once was. Now symbol, not power.
The need to get off the once diamond concept of a British Empire upon which the sun never set, which was true, Churchill was coaxed and teased into backing it off to a club by Franklin Roosevelt. Every time they met, Franklin would tease Winston that this would no longer be an Empire with subjective nations, but more a club, in which any member nation could decide to stay with, or leave. And so it has evolved today into a members club fondly known to all, including India, as a proud English speaking Magna Carta of the British, or simply the Commonwealth.
The Commonwealth Games are held every four years, two years separated from the Olympics. It is a huge success wherever the event is held. And all this was eventually promised by Churchill to Roosevelt as WW11 did seem to be about freeing people. More diamond minds. And how more a club it seems to be, now some times voting to condemn or vote out of the club a member such as South Africa for years for apartheid. I attended many of the sports events with my English son in law when the Games were held in my home town Victoria Canada.
It was a magical time. I operated my seaside Inn at the time, and we hosted mostly black delegates from several African nations. All were highly educated and held many seniors posts in their governments, and I came close friends to many, as did my youngest daughter, then aged eight. She referred to a very eloquent diplomat from Nigeria as the “gentle general” as she knew from me to be polite, but also that the leader of his nation was a brutal dictator. We all need Nigerian oil into the international mix. Sigh.
But the feeling inside my hotel, on the streets, and coming and going on the bus systems by merely showing your stadium pass for some event, it was an international party on the bus, a zoo. It was something that I could not explain to my American guests, who began arriving as the party was winding down after ten glorious days. But more about stepping aboard that bus: you had Jamaican music, people in costumes from a variety of nations from Africa, south Asia, Pacific Islands, Hong Kong, and for the first time in decades, newly black governed South Africa under Nelson Mandella, back in the club.
You should have been there in the stadium in the opening, and closing ceremonies, when as at the Olympics, athletes of all nations come by in alphabetic order, with their flag flying, and a warm applause from us all. But the emotion of the crowd built, and the welling of emotion as the athletes of Hong Kong walked on by. China was taking over Hong Kong, which had quite a Victoria connection,, as both deep harbors were east and west repair depots for the British Pacific Fleet from 1843 until these 1994 Games. It was goodbye