After finally getting my thoughts together long enough to put on my shorts, find this notebook and rummage around for a working pen, I have realised that i rightfully put a lot of trust into my currently extremely short attention span, and its being jumpy enough to distract me until my camera battery has been charged up for a good amount of time before i ever got around to thinking about using it.
Anyways, imagine this:
You have been reborn into an existing body. This is what i just went through, and i am currently basking in the afterglow of complete happiness at having found a reborn life. A Second Chance.
My mind is a cocoon that has been split open to reveal a new 'Me'. Finally i have an idea of complete happiness, or at least the closest i and most others will probably ever hope to achieve. Seeing the world through the fascinated eyes of a toddler but possessing the intelligence, maturity and creativity of an educated and grown man. I think i could come up with innumerable examples, as i am living through so many of them at once right now.

I will resubmerge into the collective consciousness of society as a person that has found the ultimate joy in life just by living it with no care or pressure, as simply as possible, as easy going and laid back as just about manageable without falling over constantly, a complete morph from the cave dweller i seem to have been last night. I rue my past self in a way, i wasn't having fun in life at all, but now i feel bursting with new energy and potency. Feeling scorn for your past, inferior, self helps me perpetuate this feeling of incredible happiness, and helps stop me from relapsing, or even considering thinking such miserable thoughts again. And for me that was exactly what i needed to fulfill my lifechanging experience on MDMA.

Finally i am coming down. From an intense, bizarre, embarrassing, personal and ultimately just mind blowing experience with this wonderful substance.
I am left with the lingering and yet buzzily intense afterglow of a permanently happy mindset. One that would at best, never completely go away again.

It constantly surprises me as i write this, how incredibly drug-induced this all might sound to a random 'normal' member of society, that hasn't had any experiences similar to this one. Trust me however, i feel like i would imagine Siddhartha felt after he finally ended his inner turmoil and conflict, thus finding Buddha in himself.

This little journey of mine has really helped me seemingly wipe a new, clean slate in my mind. A second chance, to live life in a fun, simple and incredibly fulfilling manner... The chance to put my inner demons behind me and step forward, as a new, improved, confident and incredibly fucking happy me.

I am marveled by MDMA's effect on ones state of mind, and i completely understand why it gained popularity as a method for treating various mental illnesses, disorders or other problems in some circles.
To be more exact: If someone were to ever manage to cram the incredibly intense happy-giddy MDMA afterglow into a safe and healthy pill, then humanity will have found its Soma.
You wouldn't even need the rush of the drug itself, just if every human had access to a steady and controlled supply of afterglow pills, I might even have some faith in worldwide peace for the generations to come after ourselves.

A police officer pulls a guy over for speeding and has the following exchange:

Officer: May I see your driver's license?

Driver: I don't have one. It was revoked when I got my 5th DUI.

Officer: May I see the registration for this vehicle?

Driver: It's not my car. I stole it.

Officer: The car is stolen?

Driver: That's right. But come to think of it, I think I saw the registration in the glove box when I was putting my gun in there.

Officer: There's a gun in the glove box?

Driver: Yes sir. That's where I put it after I shot and killed the woman who owns this car and stuffed her in the trunk.

Officer: There's a BODY in the TRUNK?!?!?

Driver: Yes, sir.

Hearing this, the officer immediately called for support and a Senior Officer. Police quickly surrounded the car, and a Captain approached the driver to interrogate him.

Captain: Sir, can I see your license?

Driver: Sure. Here it is.

It was valid.

Captain: whose car is this?

Driver: It's mine, Captain. Here's the registration.

The driver owned the car.

Captain: Could you slowly open your glove box so I can see if there's a gun in it?

Driver: Yes, sir, but there's no gun in it.

Sure enough, there was nothing in the glove box.

Captain: Would you mind opening your trunk? I was told you said there's a body in it.

Driver: No problem.

The trunk is opened; no body.

Captain: I don't understand it. The officer who stopped you said you told him you didn't have a license, stole the car, had a gun in the glovebox, and that there was a dead body in the trunk.

Driver: Yeah, I'll bet the lying fuck told you I was speeding, too