Yes, it can be fun...but DMT can take you so much deeper than you ever expect. It's my opinion that someone doing it for the wrong reason could be very traumatic.
I always get this ominous feeling upon returning from a breakthrough, like this indescribable tingly feeling up my spine that invokes Three Dog Night's "Mama Told Me Not To Come".
It's not like the lysergic daydream of LSD that crawls through your neurons and leaves you feeling awe and wonder.
DMT is different; it is capable of being many things. It is the realm of the shape-shifters, where nothing is as it seems (the shape-shifters are The Mind's personification of unending transformation).
DMT is capable of inducing the most fantastically pure and loving visionary states that mankind could possibly experience; however, it's also quite capable of pulling out this unique brand of tricky mindfuckery that is unquestionably malevolent.
It's hard to describe this phenomenon with language. It feels like this ominous, dark, carnival-magic type vibe: full of "riddle me this" scenarios and absurd propositions that twist your cognition to goo. You try to find some type of reference point in your cognitive world, some ground on which to begin to attempt to conceptualize
something, and every attempt to do so is side-stepped with otherworldly cleverness.
I have
never encountered such a concentrated presence of the Jungian archetype of "the trickster" than during certain DMT experiences. Carl Jung, in an appendix in Paul Radin’s volume on the subject, says of the trickster: “The trickster is both subhuman and superhuman, a bestial and divine being, whose most alarming characteristic is his unconsciousness. [...] He is so unconscious of himself that his body is not a unity, and his two hands fight each other”.
In short, the trickster embodies extreme paradox and contradiction. Sometimes this contradiction is so severe, and simultaneously so convincingly
real, that it results in experiences that are irreconcilable not only with everyday reality, but with the nature of logic itself. Being exposed to such unfathomable experiences can induce a feeling of catastrophic isolation and despair. It can at times be too much to ask anyone to handle.
I'm not trying to say anything bad about DMT: it is certainly my favorite psychedelic. I have truly seen the light with it.
HOWEVER, there's a trickster in there that feeds off of ignorance and lack of preparation. To embark on a DMT breakthrough without understanding the gravity of such an undertaking is just asking to have your psyche raped and pillaged by opportunistic energies (whether they are merely aspect of your own mind or not is, of course, up for debate).
Like I said before: DMT is best given out of love, not sold for profit. It's just too powerful to be dealt with in any other manner.