I just give it away. Its not expensive enough to make to charge people. Its too rare to charge people. I just consider it..well I don't consider it a "sacrament", I don't believe in the holy pious thing too far, but I consider it a positive influence in this universe, I consider it the biological catalyst between the material world and the superconscious.
I just give it away or bring it with me and smoke people out on it. Ive given it away a couple of times, only smoked someone up with it a week ago.
He said he had done alot of acid, shrooms, coke - I told him what the experience would be like the best I could, told him it would be really intense. He smoked it and had a bad trip. He thought he was dying, literally. I calmed him down and he calmed down, went to sleep for a bit. On the comedown he had a faint smile on his face..more of relief that it was over and that he was alive more than anything imo.
I haven't done much psychedelics - shrooms once with no visuals but a major mindfuck and some benadryl. I did about 40mg dmt my first time. Im pretty sure I broke through, was an intense experience, but nothing that I couldn't handle. Done it about 10 times since then, all beautiful trips. Made me think harder about who I would let try this substance and who I wouldn't. Its too much for some people, even if theyve done alot of psychedelics, some people just have the inclination to be free on the inside and not hold onto their identity and reality too much - for these people the experience is alot easier.
Although my heart starts beating real fast and a kind of mild anxiety comes over me whenever I'm about to do DMT again.
Haven't hit it in a week, its sitting in a pipe next to my bed, not able to mosy up and hit it for some reason.
Ive only had one "bad" trip - it wasnt the trip it was me. The trip before that was the most intense, indescribable thing. Had nothing to do with visuals, but through meditation and full surrender while my eyes were open on the substance, I had a superconsciousness I AM THAT experience with the room, the dogs in it, the trees outside. Next trip I did not surrender to the DMT but unconsciously kept looking for this god experience again. It didnt happen. For some reason after this trip I felt really fucked up, crappy, anxious, and have been much more nervous of hitting the DMT pipe again, even though I am aware of what caused the "bad" trip the last time.