Just now, I was sitting here at my computer, reading an online article and listening to music. As I sat there, I noticed what I was doing, I began to observe my every thought and action as a scientist would an intricate beetle. I wondered why I am doing these things, why the tiny vibrations of air mean music in my brain, why one word follows the next, why I thought this and that.
But it didn't end there, because in the act of observation, I had created another mode to be observed. And it goes on, an infinite loop.
In the end, we can never fully know and comprehend how we think because we can't get out of our heads to look back.
But, even the initial try is an amazing experience. In our hum-drum daily life, we are always living in the moment, cause and effect. It's good to take time to just observe yourself, to watch the shadowy tendons move under the skin of typing hands, to observe yourself observing, to revel in the questions.
Who needs mind altering substances when we have this- life?

I know the feeling, SkippingStones.

THe first time I realised what you had just said was when I was as high as I've ever gotten, sitting in a room all alone nd I realised how fucked up my thoughts are. Why? Why? I asked myself. Being so high, A voice answered back. Appalled, I said to the voice "Why, Why?" and it replied "to fuck you up" and laughter followed. I started laughing. After this moment, I was under complete self-observation. I don't know why or how. I was amazed whenever I moved my hands. I'd look at my hands and think "why did I do that", "Why am I thinking of moving my hands?", "If I don;t move them, then I'll stop thinking about it", "This is driving me crazy". About $1000 dollars of hard drugs later, I suddenly sopped my harmful ways. I realised... I'm high all the time on... life! Ho one can hear my thoughts! I can only observe my own self! What a fucked up person I am! Or is everyone like that? I could detach my 'self' from "self" and look down upon this silly being, looking in awe. Why? Why? Why? Why do I like that? Do I lean this way? I swear since this almost indescribable moment (I tired my best but it was lame), I have never been the same. I have been more aware and conscious. I see everything from multiple perspectives. It also encompasses self-respect and attitudes toward others. Life Sucks. Life rules. Make the best of it.

An interesting case of hallucinogenic substances being mistaken for cogent, original philosophical thought.

Too bad it's a cliche already indulged in by the lower masses of semi-academia.

Can you really observe, as such, your every thought and movement? You can never really examine how you think and perceive the world, because, in the end, the observation will just be another thought and action of your brain. It is an infinite loop; we can't fully evaluate your purpose and actions because you are yourself; and hallucinogenic substances are pretty cool.

This may not be totally on topic, but it is a good lesson I have learned from someone here just recently:

If you want to learn something, you have to take things personally.

Zero, maybe if you didn't notice, I am off the drugs now and I am more philosophically aware than ever before. I admit that it started on hallucinogens... but there is still something different. Soemtimes, substance can open your eyes, rarely, but sometimes. I know that it is sort of a cliche from the Bill Hicks generation, but it is still true. I think everyone needs to experience it to be aware. It's quite hard to explain what exactly I experienced. I'm sure SkippingStones understands.

If you want to learn something, you have to take things personally.
We do it unconsciously all the time but doing it consciously really speeds up the process I think. Recognise the value you are associating to a particular thought or idea, recognise that it is entirely up to you, that what the person may have meant is and will always be alien.

It's quite hard to explain what exactly I experienced.
There are some things that can't be explained in words, especially when you yourself don't know what you experienced.

I do know what I experienced, but it was so personal...