Sorry to butt in here, thought it would be okay for others to share as well. Many years ago, in my days as a candy-raver, I was at a party in Seattle called Beezwax where I believe I experienced ego-death. However, for me it was a highly positive experience.

I had taken a combination of drugs in a giant warehouse space with hundreds of other kids listening to techno and jungle. I had taken acid, ecstasy and mescaline and feeling a burning nausea in my stomach. I remember thinking I was going to shit myself for a moment, lol. Yet, sometime later I began tripping very hard.

The last clear memory I have was making my way through the crowd up to the stage so I could watch Phantom45 (great circa-00 dnb dj). It felt like I was walking through some futuristic night-village with amazing sky-scapes and a strange, wonderful community of natives. (In reality, it was medium sized crowd of teens with some merch booths along the sides and stage lighting, lol)

The rest of my memory from that evening is of discussion with my friend (who was more baby-sitter at this point). I was super happy and saying things like "Do we do this every night?", "Do we live here?", and wanting to know if random nearby partiers were "the same as us". Much of this is second-hand, what I was told after sobering up, but I do remember feeling like I was at total oneness with the world and others, wanting to spread this feeling, and believing that my life revolved around this party.

It's been many years since then and my life is in a completely different place now, but this is a great teenage memory for me. I could imagine that forgetting fundamental factors of your person would be really upsetting in certain situations, but clearly for me in the right context it can be a blast.

Apologies for the length and any misspellings.