DMT is not an ego game. It is not something you use to one-up on people with. It is not a badge of mental fortitude. It is not a notch on your psychedelic bedpost, it is not a rung on your spiritual ladder. it is a whole new ball game, and if you're that wrapped up in your own fucking insecurities that you have to make it about how you got it, and how it's "not meant to be shared" then you need to seriously re-evaluate your life. DMT changes humanity, but only when it is taken with good intentions. If you pester and whine and bawl and ENDLESSLY complain until someone finally hooks you up with a few little bumps of soft yellowish glory, then you are never going to get anywhere and you need to just put down the bong and go find a good fucking therapist, you damaged fucking child.