Well, I don't know if it's to do with the pramiracetam or not, but I think that it is.
Last night, I achieved my heart's desire: I met a machine elf. It was nothing like McKenna described, but that's probably because he and I are of an entirely different generation/gender/personality. But, it was the truly alien entity that I have always longed to meet!
I was listening to a song called, "Green Man," by Miranda. (nice little Firefly reference there.) It's a fantastic groove, and I was sorta jamming along with it when I became aware of an entity nearby. I wasn't sure how to interact with it because you know how it is in hyperspace -- they aren't just speaking another language, they're thinking alien thoughts, with brains that are radically dirrerent from yours. There's a part in the song where they have a clip from some news conference or lecture from some scientific naysayer who says, "There is a certain segment of society that is continually seeking to prove the existence of little green men. And that's fine--" Obviously, he was gonna say, "and that's fine BUT..." but they cut it off right there.
I find this very funny, and that's where we connected. So did he! He taught me how to laugh like they do, which is complicated because it's different every time. Then I made my hands into two-pronged claw things like theirs and we danced.
For quite awhile afterwards, either he was checking out being in my body for awhile, or I was partially one of them; I'm not sure which. But I was looking around my room with different eyes and a different consciousness. Best of all, he gave me a figurative key, to come back when I wish!
For a couple years, I have been making my spice, and trying and trying, but never met anyone. I am so, so happy!