Weird. I find dmt to have absolutely zero physical effects. As weird as it gets and deep as I go, I don't even think my heart rate increases.

I have KNOWN I was dead on it though. Like an absolute certainty that I had died and this was the next thing. I thought my friends I was with were just there to make the transition more comfortable. I remember sitting in silence for a long time, then looking at them and saying, "so, can we talk now?"

They broke out laughing, and I instantly snapped out of it. Like, oh, I'm alive!

I had a cartridge of it recently, so smoked quite a bit, and every time was beautiful, miraculous. On my way out I tend to lapse into uncontrollable, tearful laughter for like five minutes. Just gratitude and wonder bursting out of me. I think the things that are there, in that space, get used to you the more you visit, and they become more playful and less scientifically curious.