We are all students when it comes to psychedelics. No matter how many times we do them, its always a "strange" place we go to. It is always "different" than reality, and the more we take the more we can learn, but if we are not willing to learn, than any amount of drugs will all be for nothing, and all that information would have gone unknown and been lost for ever. With every trip you take, every high wave you ride, and low tide we crawl, always take them at your own pace, dont take them for granted.

also, I believe DMT is the most influential, and meaningful psychedelic experience. I think it has a lot of good to give, if you have a lot of room for astonishment. if will make you think of the wrong things you have done, it will make you feel bad about yourself if you have recently acted against good character. It will bring out things from the past, and make you face them. But then the most brilliant and profound thing happens, it shows you how to fix it, or how to better yourself, or why you shouldnt feel bad about this or that.

I had a girl once break my heart really bad, and I couldnt stop thinking about her for almost 2 years.. everytime i closed my eyes, I would see her face, every night in bed I would roll over to grab her and pull her close and realize she was gone.. this persisted for 2 years. I have never felt that way about anyone before. well, after I had my first breakthrough on spice that I extracted myself, went as follows,

I was going through hyperspace, shapes and colors flying past me and a million miles the speed of light, yet able to focus and see each shape and image for what it really was before it would pass. suddenly I broke through, and it was like I was inside of a mechanical neucleus, or maybe like inside a beating heart in which they had control over, piping and cables running through this organic material. It resembled my own heart in my mind, i just knew it was mine. and suspended in the middle of this room was a ball of giant tangled up rope and string with a million ends hanging out of every inch of it. this signified it was my brain, for some reason inside my heart. like they are a team. and a hand come down in the heart and started singling out strands of rope from the ball, saying "this one your love for laurn" "this is the pain you caused this girl" "this is the person you closed a door on" so on and so on. and every string was in relation to my life. and then it said "watch closely at how easy this is" and he picked up one string and pulled on it and the giant ball fell apart into a pile of spaggetti looking shit.. immidiately I felt a burden lift from me that had been there for at least 10 years. after that trip, I have never looked at the earth or the sun the same way, I have been as kind and helpful to everyone as I can, and now give half my paycheck to support medicine and food for children of third world countries, and to a earth cleaning foundation.. I feel it has made a huge impact on my life, for the better, I have never felt more alive, and also had instantly been completely relieved of that broken heart.. which was to me an act of god in a way, it felt like a miracle.