I can see and feel what all of you are saying, because you are maybe using the word
purpose in slightly different ways.
I feel that way too when I lie on my back and look at the sky etc,
@Wolfy Smurf. It's an almost spiritual feeling of perfection, e.g. of the cusps in the sand along a beach, the way sunlight slants through leaves in the early morning or late afternoon and makes these lovely luminous shades of green and shows you the handshake between sunlight and plants that sustains life on earth...or the way the curves and islands and changing colours in King George Sound are pure bliss and I am a piece of that wholeness, for my lifetime. So many things like this.
Its beauty and wonder are intrinsically its own but the meaning is what my consciousness makes of it and values about it.
Great topic. And I've never been on a mushroom trip, but apparently my brain has that sort of setting spontaneously.