I painfully discovered today after having a few sub-breakthrough trips which were already mind shattering that DMT isn't a substance to underestimate of fuck with. The previous times I smoked DMT I smoked it by putting it in a test tube and heating it with a bunsen burner and suck the smoke out of the tube. This was very inefficient and wasted probaply half of the amount of DMT. The other way I used it, which I found out later and which worked better was by putting it on a bed of parcely in the stem of my bong(without water) and smoking it. This way unfortunenately some was probaply destroyed by the flame, and some melted and ran underneath the parcely where it clogged up the bowl, and turned into resin. Today I bought a proper DMT pipe, and smoked the same amount I smoked with the previous methods, probaply even less, and the first toke I blew out was the size of which I blew out when smoking a joint! This counted for the second toke as well, and after taking the third toke I holded the smoke in my lungs while switching of the bunsen burner and putting down the pipe and lay down on my bed. After that all went black, and when I came back the most horrible thoughts ran through my mind. A French girl recently commited suicide after taking shrooms in Amsterdam. I was thinking I went insane, and inmediately the thought of suicide jumped into my mind as the only way out of the psychosis. I thought I finally precipitated a heavy psychosis after all the psychedelic trips I did, and that the DMT breakthrough finally pushed me over the edge into this psychosis. I thought my parents would find me in this heavy state of psychosis, and would have to admit me to a psychiatry ward, and that my whole life from that moment on would be hell, living with this major psychosis. I saw it all happening like I was actually living it, all life like. Slowly I started to come down, though still thinking I would be in a psychosis. I thought about taking the antipsychotics I had lying around in my medicine box. I looked at my watch and saw it was only a few minutes ago that I smoked the DMT, and that a usuall DMT breakthrough last 5-10 minutes, which wasn't even over, so I thought I probaply will become normal soon enough, but still wasn't really shure, but that there was nothing else I could do except to wait if it would go away. Slowly I was getting more normal and I realised it was probaply going to vanish, which it al finally did withing 30 minutes. I had the scariest trip in my life, I was completely convinced I was finally pushed into a major psychosis, and I was in a mental hell for the duration of the trip. I vowed never to do any mind altering substance in my life. I've had some very strong trips, on all kinds of psychedelics, but this was nothing I expected from a friendly substance(or so I thought) like DMT. I only had a trip once that came close to this, that was with Salvia, but that was only half as intense as this. People, respect DMT. It will kick your ass if you underestimate it.