Seems like we are leaving the cultural moment that presented Marijuana as a glorious panacea which would open your third eye if only you let go of your fear. Our culture was so scared of the stuff before, maybe we needed to paint an unrealistically bright picture to find the courage to leave the cave.

To the unfamiliar it can be a thrilling adventure, to others it can serve as inspiration. It feels like it has mental costs though. Being wary of regular recreational use seems warranted.