Here is a trip report that I found. I'm not sure who wrote it, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't me: "Where to start? I had recently gotten hold of some nn-DMT. The first time I toked on a tiny bit and felt a very intense rush and saw some patterns that reminded me of a mild mushroom trip. Then I tried it again a few times in small doses and got less visuals but got the same rushing feeling. The rushing feeling scared me. These first few times I was trying to vapourize in jars and glass pipes etc. and it wasn't really working that well and I was wasting a lot. Then I had the bright idea to smoke it in a bong on top of some inactive herbs. This worked a lot better, and I got major three dimentional visuals but without getting scared so much by the body rush. I still felt like I was in my body and lying on my bed. At this stage I realised that I could accidentally go further than I meant to, partly because I don't have scales and was eyeballing the stuff, and was worried about mucking around anymore until I had a sitter. Next time I tried it at a friend's house. It was just two of my closest friends, and also my girlfriend. I got only minor visuals, but again the rush scared me. I felt that this was the wrong setting, and that I only wanted one sitter. Later on that night I was at home with my girlfriend and we both wanted to delve a bit deeper. I packed a cone of damiana and put what I thought was the amount I'd used earlier that night into the pipe (I wasn't planning on going that deep just yet). I pulled the cone and passed the bong to my girlfriend. I lay down and felt an incredible buzzing going through my body. The intensity and frequency of the buzzing was increasing to a point where I thought my head would explode. I suddenly fels like I was a bouncing ball being bounced around inside a tube. There were shamans surrounding the tube and there was chanting and drumming, and it seemed to be the shamans causing the bouncing to happen. I would almost describe it as painful but it wasn't a physical sensation of pain, just unpleasantness. As I was travelling down this tunnel/tube (and I was still bouncing around at ever increasing frequency) I started to see the layers of reality consertina. As a physics student I would describe these as three dimentional branes that were expanding and contracting in four-space. The visuals were very dark (if you could call them visuals at all) and I was very scared. It reminded me a bit of this report: DMT - Erowid Exp - 'A Cautionary Tale' when the writer talks about an infinite feedback loop, except that I was well aware that I was on a drug and that this could end. I started fighting it because I didn't want it to last for five minutes. I opened my eyes and tried to explain how I was feeling to my girlfriend, but I couldn't really speak so I just looked at her. The layers of reality were still concertinaing. I was starting to feel a bit better, but I was really confused. I was trying to explain to my girlfriend how hardcore it was, but I wasn’t sure what to say. I kind of felt like she must be experiencing it too, even though I knew rationally that this wasn’t the case. I was in the full-on bit for only about thirty seconds, and I am glad it didn’t last any longer. I may have actually enjoyed the rest of the trip if I had just kept my eyes closed, but I was too scared and just wanted it to end. Incidentally, about fifteen seconds into the hardcore rush I opened my eyes but it didn’t make much difference to what I was seeing or feeling. When I was still pretty fucked and I was trying to figure out what reality was, my mouth felt all crusty. I felt like there were crystals of DMT solidifying all over my face and when I licked my lips they tasted really metallic. I also found myself gasping for air. I didn’t feel human. I was going to ask my girlfriend for a sip of water, but then I wasn’t sure if that would help, and I wasn’t sure if I would even be able to ask, so I didn’t bother. Pretty soon I was feeling quite better and I think the first thing I said was, “See, when it’s like this it actually kind of cool.” But I wasn’t sure if I’d already told her that I was having a hard time. In retrospect I know I hadn’t, but I think she knew from the look on my face. She said it looked like I had seen a ghost. My girlfriend was eager to have a go, but I made her wait till I was completely down because I was still shaken and didn’t want to be still off my face if I had to watch her go through what I just went through. When she did have a go, she said she went to a dark place similar to what I described but a lot gentler. But she said there was someone there telling her that there is more to it if she has more. I advised her to be careful, but she packed a massive cone full (maybe 100mg) on top of some tobacco, and blasted off. She was grinning for about seven minutes, occasionally opening her eyes and looking around. Afterwards she told me she had gone through that first dark bit to a really colourful place and there was Buddha drinking out of a coconut among other things. She said it was like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. She assures me that all I have to do is have more than what I had, but I’m terrified. She obviously didn’t have that hard a time even from the small dose. What if a higher dose is just as bad as the light one for me, but lasts a lot longer? I don’t know if I can survive that. Until now I have considered myself very experienced with psychedelics, and I have to admit that this has been one of the most humbling experiences of my life. I don’t know how to relax and let go on this shit. I am determined to break through at some stage, but I don’t know how to overcome my fear of this substance, or whether it will be a good experience for me or not. I love psychedelics, and DMT is usually considered to be the ultimate of psychedelics. I also like the more introspective aspects of psychedelics as well as the party aspects. So this experience has turned my world upside down. I don’t know what else to say.” It looks like the guy who wrote this rambled a bit, but he obviously had a pretty scary experience. I’m sure if anyone had any advice I would be able to find a way to get this information back to the poor fella. Thanks people. -Zac P.S I found the guy who wrote this report, and he said that he feels that maybe DMT isn't his thing. His friends seems to handle it much better than him even though most have only done small doses, and his girlfriend who is really inexperienced with psychedelics handles it really well. This guy said it felt more uncomfortable than Salvia, which is a plant that most psychonauts he knows are generally a little put off by. Also, most people he knows cannot handle some of the things he can handle, like high (1.2g+) doses of DXM HBr. Consequently his friends do not use DXM. Perhaps in the same vein, this guy should just leave DMT alone, and accept that the DMT realms are something he is not meant to experience. Besides, there are many other plants and substances out there that he can use that he enjoys. P.P.S. Sorry, thoughts keep coming to his mind that he keeps asking me to add. He feels that if he had scales he would feel more comfortable experimenting with a level he finds challenging without accidentally diving in at the deep end and panicking. Does this sound reasonable to anyone? It will probably be a while before he has spare money to buy scales. ...Oh yeah, I really am not sure of the dosages they were using. He saw a pic of 60mg on a dime somewhere on here. He is from Australia, but as far as he knows a dime is similar in size to an Australian 5c piece. He thinks his dose was about thirty (although he was aiming for thirty with his dose the night before and got little effect). He is now thinking of fortifying some herbs for easier dosaging.