Well I mean there's been a heck of a lot. Mania brings greatly heightened senses. It's not usually hallucinations as such. It can shade into hell and paranoia too. I sometimes liken it to like tripping on a variety of really potent street drugs. Colours look like never before. Music, oh wow. If there is a 'third ear' like a third eye that's what it is. Every song contains a special message just for me. Sometimes I feel dismissive of it all, almost disgusted at the total disconnect from 'reality'. But if I wanted to know how a god might feel? That would be it. I feel none of the usual aches and pains and as if I have been spiritually reborn. I feel like, 16 instead of 60. All my words seem like gold. Sounds narcissistic? Kinda is. Oh. And time travel. My imagination is in overdrive and it feels like the 1970's or once, the 13th century lol. Naturally, coming back to 'consensual reality' is not fun. I curse that the mania suckered me in once again. How are the mighty fallen. Sometimes months of severe depression follow. On the plus side, the episodes are less severe these days, I mostly keep myself safe and the dreaded depression doesn't really happen which in itself is pretty amazing, like eating an amazing restaurant meal and not having to pay haha.