My fear started giving way to envy. I wanted that beautiful experience. So I had a hanful of failed attempts, every time I knew I needed that extra/bigger draw I would set the bubbler down. But one night a failed attempt was extremely unpleasant and left me feeling so shitty I almost swore off psychedelics. So about 30 min later I said " screw that, I have to do this ", sprinkled a little on the half burned bowl, and took 3 rips and was gone. The jist of my first breakthrough was I was transported to a place that had a factory like feel with machines or something, someone was next to me as a guide, there were were doors or rooms everywhere and the guide implied for me to choose though I didn't know how, then it faded away.

Afew days later I went to my first Burning Man. I went to some ayahuasca talks with this american shaman who had lived in peru the last 9 yrs. I also got to talk with him one on one. Even though I already had a great respect for this substance, it totally changed my whole perspective. . .