Huh. I always envisioned "pipe smoking ascending" as those rare times when you're lost in your thoughts, the pipe seems to be smoking itself, the flavors are there in the forefront of the background (like a song you like playing in the background, you taste it complimenting what's going on around you without interference, you're aware but not focusing on it). Essentially, I've looked at it where the pipe in your jaw becomes an extension of you in the moment. But then once been wrong about too many things in the past for anyone to trust my judgment.