I hear people say this all the time. Simply put, if you are not "breaking through" or you're having trouble "getting there," then you are not getting enough DMT into your bloodstream, whether that be through your lungs or any other method of ingestion. If it wasn't technique as you say, then the DMT was already or almost completely gone. There is nothing that will stop DMT, not even your own brain's shield, from entering in. The blood-brain barrier in fact actively selects and intentionally passes DMT into the brain. There is nothing that can happen physiologically that will stop DMT from transporting you once you have gotten a dose large enough into your bloodstream. At the very most you may be able to produce enough anxiety and stress after having realized how large of an amount of DMT you've just ingested, (oh shit!) that you could constrict your blood vessels just enough to hold the experience off for a fraction of a second or two. It will never matter how so called "not ready" you are in any way, shape or form. DMT does not transport you based on whether you're ready or open enough, though it certainly does take you. The one requirement is that you are bold or naive enough, that you were brave or ignorant enough to get enough into your bloodstream all at once. When you have reoccurring troubles like you are experiencing it points to an internal energetic blockage, but not in the way most people think, in that DMT will all the sudden just magically not work. You may be scared to death of it, so scared that you've moved beyond the fear so as not to continually bring it back into your experience. And maybe you're smoking and talking about how you can't get there anymore as a pride thing. Kind of a, "I've smoked so much DMT it doesn't even work on me anymore!" I challenge anyone who thinks they can't get there anymore to inject 100 milligrams of DMT fumarate directly into your bloodstream. I then challenge anyone who believes they've built a tolerance, to inject that 100 milligrams, and then a few hours later inject 75 milligrams of fumarate. You will see the myth of tolerance blown out the window. Once you squash your pride and humble yourself, you will see that you were only scared to death, frozen by astonishment and fear of the unknown. When that needle makes it's way to your vein, you will be filled with rich anxiety, and in that moment given the choice to be brave. Not once did your solar plexus flare before each of your failed attempts, because the body knew before you did, that you were too scared to go but too prideful to admit it.