Jesus christ man, what doses were you working with? I've eaten a gram of DMT in a day, keeping myself absolutely loaded on an initial dose of 300mg harmaline and 100mg of tetrahydroharmine, redosing the harmaline twice in the day at 150:50 (harmaline:THH amounts) and I started with 125mg of DMT before going into the 250-300mg range for redoses. It just felt like 30-50 tabs of acid, a very intense trip but nothing even remotely close to evoking a response like you mentioned here. I've had people around me bug out on much lower doses, but it's just been panic attacks that never resulted in any degree of chimping out like you seemed to do.
@JackARoe The necessary doses of DMT vary a ton based on the purity of the material being used. When I used to extract really crude jungle spice that was full of NMT, absolutely flawless vaporization still required anywhere from 35-60mg for people, the darker spots required the higher end of that (45-60), the lighter spots required more like 35-45. When I've recrystallized it countless times to get it into a pure white crystal, I've rarely seen anybody need more than 25-30mg to break through.
@curiouskatalina Didgital already dropped a ton of fantastic advice on you in this thread, but I just wanted to chime in about how unbelievably healing DMT can be, and how it can take sometimes days or even weeks after the trip to fully integrate it. Both ayahuasca/pharmahuasca as well as vaporized DMT have been some of the most impactful drugs I've ever touched in my entire life, and I'm easily in excess of 150-200 unique things I've used so far total. Isolating yourselves out to a cabin is an interesting choice though, I used to use DMT at my apartment in a bustling urban area, as well as in public parks in that city too. The smell of DMT brings me back to the shag carpet and velvet couch of that old apartment's living room, listening to the homeless people get in fights outside and hearing the sirens blare by, experiencing this profoundly intense state of psychedelic sonder where ego death sank in fully, the realization that I could have been any one of those other people outside if my life had just gone in a slightly different direction. Smoking DMT outside of areas in that city that were really relevant to when my people immigrated to the city was also highly impactful, watching the cracks in the bricks form into a tree of life and then seeing myself within it, that sort of deal.
TLDR; Don't be afraid of using DMT in urban areas, it's a beautiful gift of a drug wherever you are.