This type of experience was exactly what I experienced my first few LSD trips. It's a type of disassociation or ego death, where you really feel deeply the experience of observing yourself, your thoughts, from a seemingly separate viewpoint.

It made me question reality in a way I hadn't before.

Is all of this pre-determined? Is it arbitrary? Is it random? Is there an underlying meaning here we should recognize?

I came to believe that love, connection, existing itself, were all somehow significant. Hard to say if this is real, or just part of the pattern :)