One conclusion I've come to is, no matter how specific or profound one specific psychedelic experience is, it is not some grand conclusion. If I took all my trips literally I'd contradict myself. In dmt trips, I swear I've been told "life" is like 10 different things. I've been shown what appears to be the place you are before and after life. I've seen things that make me feel like I'm some prehistoric dumbed down life form. I've been made to feel as unimportant as a grain of sand, as disposable as toilet paper, and as powerful as God himself. I've "woken" up feeling as if I am God. I've been shown how weak I am and also how powerful I am. You can't really draw conclusions, just realize that there is a lot more to existence. The one thing I truly believe is that I am finite. No matter what comes of death, the "me" in this existence is gone. This world, this body, this way of being, sensing, etc. Even this sense of time. There is something clearly infinite, too. I just have no idea what on earth it is and what role, if any, death and my time here plays in the infinite. And really, even all of that is a bit hard to say firmly. Ultimately, for sure, profound psychedelic experience is more extraordinary than anything on this plane could even fathom. It is out of this fucking world, literally. And, experiencing that is something so much more grandiose than average experience. To experience something greater than yourself, to realize you're weak when you feel too strong, to feel empowered when you feel weak, nurtured when you feel alone, scared when you get cocky... You get the picture. Shit's wild. Don't go too nutty with trying to figure it out, just be grateful you got a taste.