Well... i think this thread is more appropriate for me posting an experience i had yesterday, when i reached a state of consciousness that was called (even if i still have some doubts) "enlightened".
I did write it about one hour after having the experience, cause most of it is forgotten very soon after the experience.

"so today after a great struggle due the fear i mentioned, i could finally to enter this states of consciousness again, and experienced this "enlightened" state again, twice. It was less than one hour ago, so the memory of it is very fresh, even if its already only a fraction of the experience. As it cant be conveyed in words, or meaningful scenes, but only as a very weird stream of perceptions, it vanishes from our usual waking memory very fast. Any doubts i had about the awesomeness of this state, now i see, was because i didnt remember properly how it is. It IS indeed mind-staggering.

Today i re-remembered what i already has figured long ago. (One thing that happens with me is, the course of this experiences seems to be the same. It seems like i always have the same (or almost the same) sequence of perceptions, memories, feelings, etc, but i only can actually grasp and analize and bring to the "normal" state of consciousness small pieces of it, so i always realize things, but when come back to the "normal" consciousness, whatever i realized remains there in the altered state of consciousness, and so i cant remember it. But when i enter the altered state again, i remember, again, what i had realized before. )

I remembered that it seems what causes this state is the gradual diminishing of the breathing, which decreases all the metabolism (including brain's), and so slows or even stops most of thoughts, and the mind can work in a far more "basic" level... or so it seems.

Anyway, after entering this state (with hash oil and something else) when i was breathing in, the time slowed down so much that it seemed the breath lasted for ages... i dont know if it is what people sees when they say "they did see their life passing in front of their eyes" when they were dying, but surely i did see, or rather remembered, lots of flashes of events and scenes of my past during that breath, and in such envolving way that seemed that i actually had lived ages during a breath... cause i could even forget i was breathing in, and sink in this flow of thoughts, then notice i was still breathing in, then become lost again, then notice that i still was breathing in (the same breath)... damn... it was awesome to notice how one instant can indeed contain one eternity into itself...

Then i started to breathe out, or rather, just to let the air escape, and it dawned on me that breathing was indeed the most appropriate thing a physical body should do... it was a rythmical, periodic contraction and relaxation, and contracting and relaxing are exactly what the muscles are made for... also, it is our link with the physical world itself. All the matter and all the energy are, in last instance, vibrations, waves, things that repeat themselves after some amount of time, and breathing is a periodic thing too, its like a wave that comes and goes... or maybe its the opposite: as breathing, that is a periodic thing, is the most essencial human feature, then all our perception of the universe, all the relationships and regularities we find on it, that we call "the laws of physics" are understood in terms of periodic things, and thats why we would percieve everything as ultimately made of waves. Because waves (periodic motion) would be the only thing our brain can think about, in the deepest level of its organization.

But still i wasnt enlightened. There was still a worry in my mind, something that still chained me to the "normal" world: i had to lie down as soon as possible, and silently, cause i didnt want other people heard me. Note the dominance of the ego until this point. "I" had to be silent because "I" didnt want anyone hear "me"... damn it! Anyway, at this point i could like see me from outside. Not in any literal sense, like having an OOBE or such, but only in terms of thinking. I could see, maybe for the first time in the life, my acts like being acts of someone else, to realize that until that moment my consciousness always had been in the viewpoint of being "inside" me, so the only view i had about anything was the perspective from "inside" me... but then i could realize that the same way i use to disregard other peoples actions, thoughts, etc, as being unimportant (because they are outside me and so can influence me very little), my own actions, thoughts, etc, everything that i considered so important were only the acts and thoughts of more one monkeylike being, of which the Earth is crowded already... I could finally realize the complete unimportance of ones acts (and thoughts, feelings,etc), and so the fact i was being silent or noisy or laughing too hard wasnt really important from the viewpoint of the universe (or at least from the viewpoint of someone else viewing me from far), and so i could abandon myself to the laugh, that was the most obvious symptom of my enlightenment. And as i could laugh (and breathe, as i noticed that laughing is the best way, or maybe just the most enjoyable way to breathe, at least for short amounts of time) as hard as i wished, being completly freed from any concerns, i could also submerge deeper in the realizations, and reach deeper understandings. (Or rather, to be able to understand the imcomprehensible things i was percieving).

I re-remembered that a very important thing is just being natural, following the flux. Realizing (again, as i always realize it) that breathing was indeed the most important thing one can do, and the most natural, essencial, non-forced thing brought me a very great happiness, and then i noticed that i had, again, learned the "reason for the existence", the "meaning of the life", and all that things... just being there, laughing my ass out (cause i always laugh madly at this realizations) was indeed the most natural thing...

(Just a comment... The problem of this state is the time i spent trying to rightly remember the experience and writing it was so long (more than 1 hour) that now im having serious problems to remember it... i can only remember the more important things that happened after what i just described, the things that i tried to strees the most for to remember them later. Or maybe its just the coming down of the weed slowing my memory... )

Anyway... i also realized (or rather understood, as i already had read about it) that even if our physical actions, thoughts, etc are unimportant, our awareness, our view as percieving beings is the only thing we actually have. Like, i could see my actions as if they were someone elses, but who was seeing my actions? Some "self", some awareness was outside the usual physical and mental actions, but it wasnt outside itself. If this awareness cease to exist, the world and everything else will also disappear. For this awareness, of course, but its all that maters for it from its own viewpoint.

But the great mystery is the awareness itself... during this state i could understand it as a kind of reflection, like a mirroring between the outside world and something "here","inside"... There are things "outside there", things outside the percieving entity that are mirrored by things that are "inside" the percieving entity, and this things are related somehow. Like, im seeing the screen of the PC, and there is "into" my mind something that is affected by it and somehow represents, mirrors it, so whenever the "real" screen changes, the "thing" into my mind changes accordingly. Thats what i would call awareness. A relationship between "outside" and "inside" things.

The degree of how well the "inside" things mirror the "outside" things determines how "real" or "unreal" a perception is. For example, the matter is actually only patterns of waves of energy, but our mind represents it as being solid, dense, and massive. But even if its very useful, and the very base of our life as usual human beings, its not a very good representation. Its what they call the illusion of the senses. That what we think are the "real" things are just the mental representations of it inside of our minds, because we really only can interact with the mental representations of the things, and not with the things itselves. There is even the question if the "outside" things actually exist, as we could regard that we only can be sure of the existence of the mental things, and not of the "real" things as we never interact with them... but i let this question to the philosophers...

Also, even if we were able (as some ones do) to transcend this filters and percieve the matter as waves of energy, instead of being solid, still it would be a mental image, even if a "truer" one. I still would be a percieving being percieving the world around it, no matter how good the perception could be.
(All this subject about we being "bubbles of perception", how the mind representes the world, etc, is discussed at lenght in Castanedas books. I had read them all several times, but only today i was able to actually understand in a "bodily" level (instead of only an intellectial level) what it really meant. Or, in its own words: "I stopped the world".)

But, as i had realized the unimportance of ones acts, i also realized the unimportance of all this realizations. Yes, its contradictory... All the most mind staggering realizations were, at all, only thoughts into more some monkeylike being... not that it diminished the importance of all the realizations had for me... but showed me how i shouldnt make them greater than they actually are."

I also realized other things, but they are more specific (like physics for example), so i wont mention them here. Also, i think this post is already long enough.