I've had a plenty of sideshows leading to my currently last experience of the molecule.
It was when I decided that I want to see The Source and having set my intention so, I applied around three small handmade-tinfoil-spoonful of spice. By my estimation of a potency of a single spoonful, it was about 15mg of spice per one. So after applying approximately 45mg of spice, I inhaled it and held, through The Machine in two good pulls, holding each pull for a considerably long time.
There was no comeup, no warning, no fractals or sacred geometry. In seconds after exhaling my second pull, it didn't matter if I had eyes open or not. In fact I believe it didn't matter if I had eyes at all. Our currently comfortable reality was replaced with this hyperreality, which was frighteningly gazillion times much more real, than our reality. The problem was I didn't have Me there with me. My poor ego, what remained of it, only knew that this wasn't its comfortable home and that this might have been it for me. Yes, I did it. I have finally broken myself. Yes, DMT is a safe substance and there are no records of dying on it. But then if whatever returned into your body wasn't you, nobody died there. I was really sure that I had done it this time and I will have to stay here in this ultra-reality of hyper-intensness forever. Then I was grabbed from behind and had a change to meet entities. Real entities, not in black-and-white xeroxed comics quality, but in IMAX 11D. And that was frightening as hell, because it was like meeting real aliens but 1000 times more real.
Then I spend around eternity finding my home dimension, I had gone down around 1000 floors, each a dimension at it's own, and then when I was still heavy under the influence I was able to open eyes and see my friends.
I can't describe the gratitude and happiness I felt coming back home. I realized that I am very grounded at this period of life. That I have a big problem of letting go, because of certain reasons. So I am taking a break now, until the molecule calls again

Lessons learned:
1) Our reality is a very comfortable place, and I love it
2) There is much more to the universe and existence in general but our reality
3) I wanted to see the Source, I was shown the place where the Source resides and I am not ready yet
4) Next time it will be in form of changa or pharma, for slower comeup. I hated that there was no warning. Popping out of the matrix for real for the first time is scary

But I can already say that this trip changed my life forever.
Edit: I also gained a perk of feeling closeness of hyperspace when I am high on other drugs. I also feel that I might get there or close to it when I am high, but I am afraid to do it each time
