So, if you really want to argue that the experiences of a comatose person CAN be just as rewarding as a person who climbed Everest, be my guest.
I took a bunch of DMT and laid semi-conscious on a couch for a while, the mountains I was
flying over,
and through, were much more large, intricate, and colorful than that dull and puny Everest.
The experience was extremely rewarding, and deep.