So I just vaped 22mg of DMT using the machine. My position was laid on the floor at the top of the stairs so that I can enjoy the sunlight. I have been working with DMT since the start of the year and accept I am a newbie. Throughout that time (except once) I have kept my eyes open. Of course I recognise it makes no odds when you break-through.

This batch of DMT has, over the last few days, given me some wonderful entity experiences. The entities seem happy. I am happy. Its a win-win situation! Yesterday however I vaped on two separate occasions and nothing happened. I have had these "nothings" before. You vape, you feel the DMT "working"...but nothing happens and then the DMT wears off.

Puzzled, I looked at my crystals and thought a silly thought. I thought: Maybe they are too fluffy. So I poured them into a filter paper and pressed the paper between my fingers so that the crystals became like a fine powder. Then poured back into my vial before popping back in the fridge.

So I just vaped 22mg of this fine powder crystals. I lay back and the carrier wave is perceptible at it's usual frequency. I am awaiting entities to show their happy smiling faces. They don't. Suddenly the frequency of the carrier wave becomes much, much higher; significantly so...an extraordinary increase.

The scene I am looking at then shatters and the shards of the walls and the ceiling and the doors etc are totally foam like in appearance and exhibiting different shades of rubber-band-beige. It's also as though I have been pulled back 6foot into a bedroom to my left and rotated about 30degrees anti-clockwise so that the walls and general building fabric have seemingly been twisted. The foam like appearance of surfaces is remarkable.

There is some audible discussion downstairs...a child of mine playing outside wants water, which my wife provides. After the door closes I call my wife. I am still seemingly twisted at 30 degrees counter-clockwise and 6 foot backwards into a bedroom with shard like foam textured rubber-band-esque coloured walls, doors, ceiling etc. No answer from my wife. I think it would be fascinating to see my wife make an appearance at the top of the stairs...walking into the centre of the scene. I holler again. No answer. I know I am not dead...but there is always room for doubt. I call again. She answers. I holler back, asking: I am not dead, am I? "Not yet" comes her loving reply.

I once had a very similar experience on what I considered to be DMT-N-Oxide but this stuff is relatively fresh. It was not what I was expecting but for sheer weirdness it was very welcome and I would welcome a similar experience again.

Hope someone enjoys reading this.