I smoked using the sandwich method the other day but I deleted that post to write up a new one.
Let me start by saying first, wow. I've never tried psychedelics before and I decided many months ago if I could get dmt I'd try it. So, I did. And I have an ungodly amount left. I way over did it.
I started with a small dose the sandwich method and had a really nice trip but was very coherent. I even took some notes about how each of my senses processed stimuli and it was super chill and fun.
I got my wife to trip sit for a big dose later on and despite knowing better we watched TV and she complained about her day (which was pretty bad in all fairness). However, still not a bad trip. It was fun and enlightening, or at least I feel like it was enlightening. I felt like I was able to see time flow radially like ripples in a pond and things happened out of order. I couldn't tell the beginning or the end of the trip apart except when I puked was clearly at the end.
As I recovered from what I've heard described as ego death I tried to communicate to my wife that since she had form and rules her talking grounded me back in reality and would help me come down. I guess I barely got any words out but she got the gist.
I think my background with meditation and martial arts helped a lot. I mean, by all measures it wasn't a good trip, it was terrifying and confusing and incoherent most of the time. But because of my training I was like an observer. I did a mental flip and kinda just watched how my body reacted. It was like I could observe neurons firing in real time at speeds approaching light speed.
For each facial expression my wife made I lived a reality where she lived only the matching emotion. And she says I puked a couple times but I remember one hurl and then reliving it over and over again with millions of variations and living through realities where I didn't puke at all.
I said earlier that time flowed radially rather than linearly. It was like the middle of the trip was the beginning or center, and time rippled out from there. And because of the ripples some things got jumbled out of order. And I couldn't tell what emotions my brain felt, the TV characters were showing, and my wife expressed.
Lots of fun. I can't wait to try with a better set and setting and mediate before.
Edit: reports of flatulence are super common, and yet, somehow, I wasn't ready. It really is a colossal amount of gas.