"it's really surprising the effect that even a tiny bit of thc has on you."
"what effect?"
skzzzzzwrkjp! (the sound of a record scratch.) you, reader, i suspect can sense where this is going already: the second person here has been hypnotized to have something happen at the tiniest taste of thc. yes, that probably is what it will be about. what will it be? instantly extreme-feeling sudden-onset horniness? complete barely-awake relaxation, their eyes immediately so heavy they're just the tiniest bit open, so, so sleepy, yet can't sleep -- yet -- til you snap your fingers. and you do. lights out! good night. snnnzzzzz. whenever you like. maybe that. maybe both. hard cock, sleepy eyes. it takes you over immediately, and completely locks you in however you're sitting or standing, can't do anything because the experience is so sharply intense. couch lock? cock lock. 8IIIIIIII>IIIIIIIII>IIIIIIIII>IIIIIIIII>IIIIIIIII>IIIIIIIIID; you know what i mean? when it gets a size bigger with every beat of your heart? and you're leaking so much already, like, you're like, "what is that" for a second it's so much. if you find yourself dripping...wet...feel it running down your thigh...it might at first seem like one would want to be where one can relax when this happens, that is, sitting or lying down, yet standing, like a statue, with your eyes almost closed, all stuck in place, the drip, the drips running down you would be so artful...
so those are some things that could happen. and then what if i touch the 8? or the D? just lightly, a light stroke. or if i traced along, just lightly, where a drip had run down your thigh. ahem. i mean that could happen between the people in this dialogue. now i don't know, and you don't either, anything about each speaker. i like to write this way because people engage before they know whatever details about the speakers may be said later. there are those...and i don't understand it, but i know how these things are...who don't like one out of he or she appearing at a later point, or in a certain relation to the other, or a certain combination of he and she with like or unlike, which they mislike. and it's just that for me who has liked at least one he and one she and will confirm no more details than that, i have people to imagine for any arrangement of he and she with each other or one another alike. so. that's me. so who knows how this one will turn out. maybe it won't turn out in any way in that regard, being all dialogue, or in the first or second person for example.
now i wonder what you, reader, were imagining, when you read the first two lines above. and i wonder if you initially took the sound effect as some sort of ray gun being used, or the person skidding to a halt like a paused robot. i could see both of those things. in any case i wonder what you're thinking. what are you thinking? i think you could write this yourself if you wanted, with what likely entered your head after reading the two above lines. i'm almost certain something did. you imagined perhaps, a guy sitting on a couch, and a friend beside him, or perhaps you imagined deux femmes, i wouldn't know; nevertheless i'm certain it was something and i want to know. i want to know what you imagined them wearing. i want to know where you imagined them being. how they were sitting. i want to know exactly what you imagined. what room were they i? what was on the walls? were they cool? were they nerdy? what did they look like? was she blonde & tan, was he olive skinned and curly haired & his friend pale with straight raven hair? i shouldn't influence what you thought. i want to know what it was first. if you forgot, you could try leaving this post open in a tab, and looking at it the next time you have time for this sort of thing tomorrow. then maybe you might imagine the same thing again, or something else for yourself, and you'll remember, then, to write down what it is, right away, just a short note. then you might read all of this again, or you might skip to the spiral below, which isn't here for any particular reason other than to serve as a visual bookmark. if you happen to read this again, you'll read those first two lines, imagine something, remember to write it down, and then you'll scroll down to right here, just underneath here, to the spiral, and then you'll read the sentence just above it, which is this: good -- you've done excellently to remember so well what to do when you read this post again, coming right to this sentence above the spiral, which, by the end of it, will suggest to you that you might feel a stronger urge, or less nervousness, regarding posting what you wrote down, either by itself (feel free to copy the first two lines and start from there in a new post) or attached to this if you like & you want me to see -- & then you will look down at the spiral, past the spiral, and read what follows, knowing now, as you read these words, that you're hypnotized.
hypnotized. hypnotized. utterly hypnotized. can't stop reading. eyes might flick to the spiral, then back to the words. flick. back. flick. back. how much more is there to this? actually not that much. i promise. soon you can blink your eyes and wake up. or you might rather keep reading like this forever -- or at least for hours, and in that case i apologize i couldn't type more. flick. back. right now you're hypnotized. deeply hypnotized. utterly hypnotized. profoundly hypnotized, that is, in a profound hypnotic state, though your eyes are open. is it really true? "profound" is actually sort of a technical term, implying a certain degree of "hypnotized" on a scale of things including how far the eyes will roll back if it's suggested, whether numbness of a spot or the whole body can be achieved, whether "past normal" strength in holding the arm stiff is achieved in catalepsy. and profound hypnosis is among the highest states, actually as i recall the highest, or deepest, before suggestive response is actually lessened, by the sheer degree of relaxation, and "lostness" of the person in the vastness of their mind, sometimes called esdaile states or catatonic. there are, in fact, occasional cases of people who "won't wake up" after a stage hypnosis show, which will occasionally be minor news -- sometimes the stage hypnotist will have to "call in a more experienced hypnotist" to wake the person up. in reality who knows if this supposed occurrence is hypnotic catatonia from someone going "too deep" or if it's a stunt -- it would be a rather typical suggestion in fact that a person wouldn't wake up at the "end" or the wake-up signal for the others would be altered for them by a whisper, and the hypnotist simply doesn't use the signal word that he altered it to -- he acts like he can't wake them up, and then tells the altered signal word to the "master hypnotist." as a stunt it certainly would seem impressive. well, i think it is impressive! it's clever. anyhow. did i say there wasn't that much more? i promise there isn't. or i'm sorry there isn't. there's only what's under the cut here.
gotcha. isn't it a zorpy one? it's like zzznnneeeeeyoowwwww.
hypnotized. hypnotized. hypnotized. flick. back. hypnotized. deeply hypnotized. utterly. profoundly hypnotized. all the way totally hypnotized. tipping close, close to where your eyes are so heavy you can't keep them open, tipping close to too hypnotized-- and -- yawn -- breathe -- you would go so deep right now if i really said "sleep" instead of putting it in quotes. you know of course what sleep means. eyes closed. deep --- no, i said i wouldn't say it. don't close your eyes. keep reading. just one more line. wake up! wake up! wake up! good morning!
now maybe i will continue along in that dialogue myself. i actually wasn't sure what i was imagining yet. i've had a lot of ideas while writing this. if this is your third or fourth time reading this, maybe you've had different ideas each time -- i would like it if you posted all of them!! tell me tell me tell me!! maybe i will read this over again myself, imagining i'm someone seeing it on their dash, and then i'll read it again like it says to do, and i'll see what pops into my head the first time i read it. and then i'll come right back down here and write it. here goes.
"you have thc in your system right now. and when you do, you'll find yourself repeating anything i say, if i bring up that idea."
"i'll find myself repeating anything that you say, if you bring up that idea?"
"yes, and very skeptically."
"yesss, and veeeerry skeeeeptically." *rolls eyes.*
"hypnosis is too powerful to resist."
"hypnosis is toooo powerful to ressiiiiist." *scoffs.*
"sleep."
"sleeeeeep." *rolls eyes.* *scoffs.* *eyes suddenly really heavy.* *blinks sleepily.* *tries to stay awake.* *shakes head in slight disbelief.* *blinks sleepierly.* *yawns.* *eyes close* *head nods.* *pulls self up & awake for just a moment, blinking sleepiestly.* *sleeps.*
*end-of-tape flicker and buzz* that was a short one. i think i will take a quick walk & read this post again.
"have a sip of this seltzer and see."
"aren't those like 5 milligrams? that's like the world's tiniest gummy. a microbear. you know, like a tardigrade thing. a water bear. the ones that can live on the moon."
"yes. and a sip would be what, 1/100th of it? are there 100 sips in a 12 ounce drink? 50? an order of magnitude and a half at least, let's say. so we're at 0.05 or 0.10 mg. you carry those dots around, and that's, like, 50 or 100 micrograms. ug with the weird u. μ. so yeah. it's tiny."
"that's tiny."
"it's tiny."
"and yet."
"so you say. and so, what exactly are you saying i'll feel?"
"sip and see."
"you know, i'm suspicious of things like this. telling people 'something will happen' primes them to lean in the direction of any happenstance feeling they happen to get, thinking it's the 'something.'"
"sip and seeeee."
"okay. alright. alright. fine. i'm curious. you're really building it up." *sips.*
you, the hypnotist, watch while there's quick blinking, then a rapid calm and then a zoned out look, with steady, slow blinking.
"what do you feel?"
"what?"
"how does it feel, the seltzer? as i was saying it's a small dose, by number, by mass, but what i was going to say was, it feels always, to me, quite strong for that listed dose. there's something supposedly with nano-bubbles. and it's essentially that, the rate of absorption of hydrophobic, fatty compounds like thc depends on the surface area of the tiny thc bubbles in anything, this seltzer, an edible, or i suppose the thc that is in smoke condensing on your membranes as a film. and so "more" thc is a lot less important than...how finely this oil that it is is broken up, since your body sort of just absorbs it off the surface of a film or a little bubble of oil-in-water. and actually past a certain point, more thc will cause the thc that's there to condense into larger bubbles. i'm not sure if that actually reduces the surface area or just means it doesn't increase that much more from adding more thc. so anyway, what they do is, they break up the 5mg into nanobubbles, and since there's so many, there's a lot of surface area, and it's actually really strong."
"how?"
"how do they break them up, you mean? into nanoparticles? actually, funnily, it's with a really insane blender. i think anyway. and there's a certain point where, if you get the particles below a certain size -- nano size is ten to the negative ninth power meters, so it's a billionth of a millimeter -- then they stay there, and they don't bubble up bigger by bumping into each other as they would normally, at least if you keep it cold. that's a general property of nanoparticles, that if they're sufficiently small, they stay small, whereas if they're past a certain size, they tend to stick to each other and form bigger balls or whatever it was. so they have a blender, and i suppose it's also probably kept chilled, maybe superchilled."
"how?"
"well, do you mean how is the blender like, superpowered, or how is it superchilled? i don't actually know about either of those things really, but i think it is relatively recent technology, both things. and it lets you do i think a lot of interesting things, potentially, considering it actually allows you to use as a starting material just actually legal hemp, the kind for fiber, which has a thc content under what's actually considered a drug. yet the nano thing can basically activate it and make it drug strength because it's in so many smaller particles that are all absorbing into you at once. that's why you can sell it in just grocery stores and wherever, and they don't even actually have to check id. i think it's a pretty interesting thing, as i said, and you could do a lot of interesting stuff with these nanoparticles. yes sir i sure do have a lot of things i could tell you."
*blinking.* "well?"
"someone could add them to, say, a smoothie, and it might be quite intense. it might be that they have to can and chill the nanoized particles to keep them stable, so you might have to just pop a can of the seltzer & add it to the smoothie, yet i think it would be nice...the seltzer itself i think has a bit of a faint oily taste yet in a smoothie, blended, yeah. it would be tasty. and actually kind of like the traditional bhang thing in india. and then there's another thing i think would be cool to do if i were like, someone."
"someone?"
"i mean, someone with money, or whatever. i would want to make, like, either a fancy bottled soda or a classic 12-pack one that's kind of like, victorian tonic themed, and it has the nano hemp thc thing, maybe less than 5mg, actually, it's pretty strong, and then like, small doses of whatever other things are legal, like, caffeine, green tea extract, poppy seed juice or something. dr sleeper. dr jeepers. jim john's omnipotent sagacious traditional cure-all. 9 out of 10 barber-doctors agree, it's a fine tonic for man and family alike. anyway. uhm. i think there's something only you can do for me, your highness."
"i?"
"we only need to take three deep breaths, and we'll fall into an ecstatic, hypnotic dream."
"we?"
"the royal we. that means you. the..."
*blinking.* "the...?"
*waits for three breaths to be taken.* "margravax of birkhamstead."
"margravax...?"
"uncle philip passed last year and you must remember that that is now officially your preeminent title."
"uncle...?"
"oh, you are in a daze, aren't you, your highness. you ought to recall your uncle. in any case, i have a surprise for you."
"oh?"
"one is here who we would call a hypnotist, though he calls himself a mesmerist, as he is from the continent, has heard of your interest in his art, and has come calling. i have seated him in the east outer parlor. he asked for one grape, and i have bade it be brought him."
"one?"
"who knows what he is planning, indeed, your highness. there is also someone else here to see you today."
"who?"
"why she is here today, i do not know, your highness, as i understood her to be in brazil, yet nonetheless. i seated her also in the east outer parlor. at the last i saw, he and her were staring at each other across the grape."
"why?"
"if i had the faintest clue, i would say it, your highness. if your highness will like to speak with them, i have prepared the staff for your highness's rising and dressing."
"if?"
"of your highness's interest in their art, i well know, yet two at once could be a very different thing. three is company as they say. while your highness dresses, i would relate a small story, which i thought amusing."
"of?"
"rabbits."
"rabbits?"
"rabbits."
"rabbits?"
"yes, rabbits."
"yes?"
"yes."
"yes?"
"indeed, and it was a strange case, and locally, which i heard of, in which a den or rabbits, their burrows, a warren i suppose, it was found to issue forth more rabbits, when disturbed, or of an early morning, than could quite be believed."
"indeed?"
"if your highness will believe it, i attended upon this supposed miraculous issuance of rabbits of a recent dawn hour. and indeed, if your highness will believe it, i noticed before long that it was in fact the very same rabbits issuing, over and over again, forth from this warren, which i noticed from the nicks several had in their ears, by which i could identify them. i think it likely, your highness, that in fact it is the very same rabbits entering other holes, running through the depths of the earth, and then emerging again from the first hole, following thereby a regular circuit above the ground and underneath it. indeed, your highness, it was most amusing. now your highness is ready to be introduced; that is, the velet is ready to announce you; that is, if..."
"if?"
"once your highness is dressed, of course. i should also say, that one of your guests, the gentleman, said that today, he would only hypnotize you once."
"once?"
"yes, once, and for as long as he can keep you there. and your other guest, she said that -- "
a knock at the door.
"yes?"
skkzzzzrrprrpprp. i'm going to cut myself off there. that was really long and i dont even know where it's going. "one taste of thc makes you repeat back the first word of every sentence as a question" is maybe a bit complicated. "being called 'your highness' when high makes you think you're royalty" is funny though. i like that one. good idea me. post.
