I made some minor adjustment outdoors and as the sun set I noticed details in my surroundings that were what one might call numinous, and so I photographed those things, and those photos will appear here, eventually. I recalled "Blue Cheer", the first LSD I ever dropped, and last night's experience brought back memories. It's amazing how meanings can attach to rather mundane things, so that they are transformed.
There's really nothing quite like an acid experience. Nothing is ever quite that same after that, even many years later. In my case, those memories are like a resource I can draw upon.