You could cook a giant pot of Caapi alone, leave it slightly unreduced, boldly lock eyes with The Mother (as a fearless and spirit-curious entheogen explorer may do), savour her taste, and drink until she creeps up behind you and tells you to stop (and then possibly smacks you over the head with an astral 2x4).
After reaching sufficient inhibition, Caapi alone becomes extremely visionary. In roughly 6-8 hours, whenever you can move your body again, after lots of simultaneous puking and shitting, smoked DMT is an awesome experience.
It's very important to remember the value of grounding. Caapi is extremely grounding, as nontoxic as salutary, and REALLY REALLY strong. If you have the guff to set pure intentions, lovingly prepare a ceremony, and allow yourself to surrender in the arms of The Mother as she cleanses you, meeting with some changa afterwards is the most inspiring, healing, and cosmically educational experience.
Do the work, learn to court the plants, arrange a massive ceremony in pure heart, and the rewards are infinite.
Rushing into something looking to get blasted is unwise, but ingesting Caapi slowly and consciously should mediate that, while seriously preparing you for extended journey and rewarding you at the same time, as long as you come packing lots of respect. She has incredible strength to lift the veil and keep it open, so if you are looking to pierce it, it is worth getting to know her. She is also an awesome guide and intelligent translator of high-pitched alien nonsense.
(Therefore: humbly refer to the wisdom of the teachers and the wisdom of your spirit's holy vessel themselves, kindly, compassionately, and you will be given an answer.)