I decided that tonight was the night that I'd get myself a breakthrough. Having spoken to various people about breaking through many said to put some extra spice in the pipe and then hit it up in 1 go. So I did load my pipe up with some serious spice. Way toooo much spice as far as I'm concerned.
After loading my pipe I made myself a cup of tea for after the landing, sat down on the couch and took a few moments to calm myself down. I put my lighter in "locked" mode, heated up the pipe and as the DMT began to melt I slowly started to inhale the vapours. A slight burn in my lungs as I adjusted to the vapours entering my lungs. I noticed that I had a good lung full, extinguished my lighter and put the pipe on the table. As I saw my room turn into the what I call "waiting room" I noticed that it vibrated all around. Next thing I know, I had a full grasp of the whole idea on consciousness, time and how it all trickled down to just 1 single point. Hard to explain. Next thing I knew I suddenly noticed that everything smelled incredibly sour. Everything warps like crazy, colours shifting insanely front and back and I'm unable to follow.
As I slowly reintegrate into my body I realized that I'm smelling vomit. As I move I feel a thick layer of rice covering my chest and pants. I open my eyes, I can't see anything because my glasses are no longer on my head. I managed to make it to my bathroom, get rid of the mouthful of rice/vomit mixture, wash my hands and regain myself. As I walk back to pick up my glasses and assess the situation I'm shocked. I've managed to propel the contents of my stomach three meters away from my head, covering my entire couch(luckily it's leather), myself, the floor and part of my coffee table. I check my phone and see that 30 minutes have passed.
I used WAY too much spice. The trip was intense, it was beautiful and beyond comprehension, but I clearly need to weigh out my spice carefully next time. Because waking up like this is scary because I was very afraid I accidentally could've burned myself until I realized that I had plenty of time to turn off the lighter and put both the pipe and it away.
Now that I've landed I can sort of pinpoint the moment in time where I've vomitted all over myself and that is towards what seems the end of the trip. This was a very wise lesson. It was beautiful, but the stench is terrible.
The spice extends life.
The spice expands consciousness.
The spice is vital to space travel.