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West Indian. Denotes the sensations produced by smoking marijuana while listening to dub reggae. The merging and distortion of sense impressions that occurs during cannabinoid trance.

I was going to write something about how my thoughts and your thoughts and the thoughts of every other human are essentially and depressingly the same.  Instead I want to share something that might be mildly unique about my brain.  Reggae music makes me want to become a hobo.  I don’t listen to it much and I certainly don’t fall into any of the common listener demographics for that genre, but if I hear the right piece of dub music played over a sufficiently powerful sound system, I have a strong urge to burn my meager belongings, break off all ties to society, and live in a drainage ditch.  No mind-altering substances required.

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