If this a professional opinion: You are complicit in a great deal of harm, and if you've come to this conclusion after thorough research and consideration, you should consider a different profession.
If this is a sentiment borne of personal association: She's going to burn you, brother. Leave now.
Is not gratifying your wife's complaints about the size of her house a fundamental affront to her dignity, or is it merely settling one of the many compromises that individuals make when they choose to pool their responsibilities, energy, spirit, attention, and resources? Presumably someone winds up with a too-small house because they can't afford a bigger one. Coming to afford things in the first place usually involves purposely enduring a significant amount of discomfort. Very often two people in the same place find themselves both unhappy with circumstance, and there's no way to bring them both to paradise.
That's why it pays to have someone by your side who isn't a complainer. You relieve burdens from each other not because on the whole it makes your lives objectively better in sum, but because it's easier to endure the unavoidable pains of life when you have a good human reason: Family.
Discouraging poor values is precisely the purpose of shaming. Do you think that a large home is more valuable than marital fidelity? This is a cartoonish question to any sane person.
I know everything anybody needs to know about it and more. All you people have is "you need to try it to understand," and you're talking to someone who knows better than you.
I honestly feel bad for you people. Your inner world must be so miserable and barren. I get high just thinking about things several times a day, without any drugs whatsoever. There's no fucking way I'd ever risk that for same lame visuals and a poor man's ego death. You're basically a farm animal telling an Olympian he should try the corn feed.
Do I need direct experience to know about something? Was this empirical standard impressed upon you by a particularly wicked LSD trip, or are you unaware of the means by which the vast majority of knowledge and understanding is acquired? Does this lack of awareness play any role in your use of psychedelics to 'learn things'?
Oh, what a scholar! What self-determined elitism, being fired from a lecturing position at Harvard for not showing up to work! How skillfully he turns abject failure into victory!
> Your comment is unpopular because it doesn't bring anything of value to the conversation. I'm not really sure what you want to say, or why you think that a thread about the death of Nick Sand is the right place to say it.
Did you miss all the other comments celebrating LSD, and Nick Sand for providing it to the masses? This is absolutely right place to say it. You just don't like it, for completely different reason.
> You should work less on trying to sound clever and more on actually saying clever things. [my wonderful prose], seriously?
I was sloppily recording my honest thoughts at two in the morning, and I did a pretty good job.
Let's contrast with some words quoted in this thread, probably more carefully spoken at the time:
What I found to be the genius of LSD is that it really gets you high, higher than the programs, higher than the walls that mask and blind one to the energy destroying presence of many contradictory but hidden programs.
What do you think is more clever? What is being celebrated in the highest rated post of this thread, and what is being mocked near the bottom? That doesn't seem strange to you?
I choose to raise children because they are beautiful and I owe the world more people like me. I was able predict beforehand the ways that it would change me, and they were all good.
I didn't have a choice to go through puberty. That was programmed through millions of years of adaptive evolution. It's the last thing from senseless.
I kissed my first woman because millions of years of adaptive evolution have tempered me to benefit from intimacy, bonding, and community.
If could do anything to help it, my family would never die. This is a terrible thing I never chose, and wouldn't wish on anybody if it were a choice.
All of these things that change us are nothing like a strange chemical we've stumbled upon and found to scramble our brains. Next.
I'm easily in the 99th percentile for physical strength, and anger is last in my repertoire of rich emotions. I'd say a peaceful, focused calm is probably number one.