Thanks for the welcome, endless.
A few paragraphs couldn't have hurt anything, for sure. SWIM is in possession of some ingredients (McKenna redvine from iamshaman, and powdered MHRB from Celestial) that SWIM plans to use in some DMT extractions and some sort of brew mimosahuasco/ayahuasca/Pharma.
As for set and setting, SWIM has grown rather fond of doing it in nature, always at night for DMT (tried a few times in the day and truly felt "directed" to avoid doing so again... something to do with interference from the sun's energy.)
SWIM seldom uses music and prefers silent darkness or a star filled sky along side a trusted friend.
SWIM can certainly appreciate that we are all experts in differing areas, and SWIM will no doubt need to lean on some others during the oral preparations.
SWIM has not ever been so bold as to attempt DMT at the height of a mushroom experience. While it does sound interesting, SWIM usually takes the "heroic" doses and is not usually looking to go further. Maybe one day.
A question SWIM would like to throw out is: Has anyone else had a DMT experience that was simply TOO much?
SWIM encountered this recently in a solo launch in which SWIM was set up in total darkness/alone and INADVERTENTLY completely killed a hit that SWIM had intended to make 3 or more pulls from. The result was NOT anything SWIM has seen in hyperspace before, nor was it something that SWIM has read about. It was incomprehensible. The familiar rising frequency sounds were replaced with painful squealing/screeching/squelching that gave way to random cartoon-like wallpaper in which SWIM was trapped and in no way excited about. Simply chaotic and very reminiscent of a BAD Salvia D experience SWIM would rather forget entirely.
SWIM had had a theory about sort of ramping up to SWIM's breakthroughs via 3-4 medium hits. SWIM inspected the crime scene after finally returning to this mortal coil and is sure that due to the darkness, once the lighter went out, and SWIM could not see the smoke rolling in the water pipe... SWIM just cleared it like a good soldier.
SWIM was rather frightened and shaken, but did remember what had transpired enough to know that it would soon fade (keep breathing etc. type of self comfort)
None of this has turned SWIM off of DMT, but has certainly helped defined some boundaries that SWIM will stay within while smoking.
Has this happened to anyone else? and if so, what is that place?
There exists precious little outside that in which you believe, and thus choose to see.
~SlippyJ