There is nothing in your day to day conscious experience that comes any where close to taking 5 tabs and passing out on the sofa listening to some psychedelic rock (or Drum and Bass if you're feeling loose)
What does any of it mean? Are we the universe just experiencing itself, are we nothing?
I think reality is far weirder than the majority gives it credit for. Perhaps it is because of this innate sense of randomness though, that we create these drama ridden narratives (Trump, Covid etc.) institutions, groups, jobs, to act as a symbolic defense mechanism against the knowledge of our mortality.
The personalities that we spend years and years cultivating, refining, the experiences we have, everything we do will be annihilated, and I think this feeling lurks in the back of the mind of every human even if one cannot bring it to words.
What do you guys think?