Smoking DMT in the woods changed me.

I felt dirty buying a glass bubble pipe. But it’s the best way to smoke DMT. And if I’m being frank, the experience of vaporizing it and inhaling was infinitely better than vaping a Dimitri cart. I sat cross-legged on the banks of a river. My stomach did flips as I loaded up the snowflakey, white crystals. Applying a little heat to the bottom of the bulb with a map gas lighter, I watched my white flakes melt and turn to vapor. I inhaled deeply. I felt a hot, warm, buzz take over my skull. I knew better than to close my eyes. Instead, I loaded up the pipe again and repeated the process. <a href="https://medium.com/psyche-delicacies/smoking-dmt-in-the-woods-changed-me-ee52b95d4785">Read More</a>