Green Coat Syndrome
On drugs, lore, and somatic anxiety.
- I might have green-coat syndrome: I get an anxiety around a low-dose placebo weed gummy (possibly stemming from weed prohibition?). This comes from old fear mongering (DARE/ “all drugs will kill you”), and also bad memories of weed overdoses (10-100x recommended dosage) that only occurred because weed was illegal and the only edible sources were from homemade unmeasured brownies. (Also, a remarkable argument for weed legalization is that a 100x overdose will not send you to the hospital, compared to alcohol, where 4x a reasonable dose could kill you).
- 1 mg at 8:05. Nerves and excitement. Suddenly I feel a +1 day post-workout burn. Every little thing is being interpreted: my chest, neck, and stomach. 8:10, my tongue feels funny and I research terpenes using ChatGPT. Maybe I’m just over sensitive because I’ve had a cereal day and now I’m suddenly attuned to my body.
- Did I finally fix my posture? I’m usually too focused to notice, but now I’m over-sensitive to slight discomfort.
- Fear is an emergent design property that can become transparent when you embody the transience of space-time relativity. I realized this in Tudor Town (there are some walking distance tudors). It reminded me of my architecture school building, and somehow the realization that I’m the same being from 15 years ago reduced my somatic anxiety; it’s like I realized that I’m not immersed in fear, but fear is an abstract output from misaligned inputs. It’s all I/O. I have the agency to redesign my system, starting in this very moment.