Is it normal to start to question reality when you smoke pot?
About two weeks ago, I smoked pot with a few friends, and not only did we get a ton (we paid for a dub, and got ~ a thirty-piece, because the dealer didn't measure correctly), and I think I smoked it too quickly, since this group does three hits before passing, and I'm not very used to smoking. When the high hit, I felt it like a ton of bricks. We were in a pretty boring location, and I usually have some background music to listen to. I was too high to keep up conversation, so I descended into my mind, and while I was in there, I kept seeing vague images from my childhood, mostly during daycamps of my youth. I still can't tell whether all of them were true, but they were all very distant, as if they were down a long tunnel.
I don't remember everything about it, but I know that I'd shift my body, and it was as if I were embedded in a multifaceted gem, and the images that were far away shifted with my movement, as if I were looking at another facet. I could hear the sound of high pitched chaotic chirping, almost like a swarm of insects, which would go away every time I moved, forcing me to move in a cyclic pattern. It was about the third time that I had gone through this same thing that I first opened my eyes. I could only focus on one thing at a time, but I knew that I could only focus on one thing at a time. A facet of my mind always seemed to pipe up when I opened my eyes, but it seemed to yell at me that the reality which I saw was not real. It tried to convince me that my mind was making up the world, based on the building blocks of the internal mental images, made more convincing by the fact that I could only focus on one facet of reality at a time. So I began to try to unravel at a thread of reality, and trace it as far back as I could, but It always seemed to get back to one of the images I saw in my head, which lead me to be inconclusive.
This happened a couple times, before I entered my mind again, and saw another image, unlike the others, who was a vague image of a person, who I knew to be the mental facet I had heard before. It wasn't as if he spoke, but while I saw him, I began to understand what he was trying to say. He was trying to explain that he was the Architect, but he also called himself the Guide and the Curator, and he was the one who had created the reality which he claimed was unreal. Before I had gotten to question him, we had begone to leave, and I don't remember much about what happened next, but I remember questioning that if I had created this world, why would I have placed such an import on religion and politics, and not on TV Commercials.
Then I went to a store which had sample cheeses, and I don't remember much, but I remember a vague feeling of anxiety and dread and general unease. So I guess I want to know, is this normal in general, and which of the feelings I had were normal and which (if any) were abnormal.