I wasn't a spiritual person at all until I took psychedelics. I was raised Christian but even as a little kid I found it a bit off... I couldn't reconcile the inconsistencies. The result was that as I became a mid-teenager, I turned away from it, but my young self decided that if religion wasn't true, that nothing must mean anything. I became very materialist, not in the sense of valuing material things but in the sense that I believed that life meant nothing. It was pretty dark, I mean I wasn't unhappy but in retrospect it was quite fatalistic and grim. Then when I was 18 I took mushrooms and had the experience of waking up from my physical life, into the universal consciousness. It was just like waking up from a dream, and the dream starts to fade away and you're like, wow, I can't believe I forgot about reality, I can't believe I thought that was all there was, I remember now. The realest thing I've ever experienced. That experience changed the course of my life and belief system, I would be a different person had I never gone there.