Verge of breakthrough

I got home from a busy shift at work, whipped something up to eat and relaxed for a bit. It was my intention all day to have a blast of the good stuff. I lead a fairly lonely life, so I was home alone as usual. Nobody around to sit me for the experience, but that was okay: I've solo'd it a few times before.For fear of triggering psychological distress, I've been trying to treat DMT with the utmost of respect. For this reason, I've been experimenting with the lower doses and gradually increasing until I get comfortable enough to attempt a breakthrough. Some people say to dive right in and some say to start slow; I decided to start slow.First it was 6 as essentially a reaction testing dose, then 12, then 23 (see my 23mg report if you're interested), then 25 a few times, 28 a couple times, and this time I weighed up a 33 and loaded it into my shatter pen (with donut coil). Pretty much identical to the yocan that so many people swear by. (I got one so I can venture alone without worrying about burning my house down with the blowtorch and dab bucket method)I turned off most of the lights and layed down in bed, spending the next couple minutes trying to relax as best I could. I opened up a timer app on my phone, and then it was time. Pulsing the coil on a few seconds, off a few seconds several times as I took a deep, long, slow inhale until I couldn't feel any more coming off. By the time I got to the end, I could already feel it coming on fast, and I just barely had time to hit start on the timer, and lay my head down to the pillow.I closed my eyes immediately as I always go in with them shut. Right away I wondered if there was any in the rig from the last session, because I thought there was no way that 5mg more than my previous dose could push me so much further in. I immediately wondered: 'did I just inadvertently breakthrough??'. The patterns and colours, were very much similar to my other experiences, however this time I was fully immersed. I was inside the geometry; fully experiencing it. I can't describe the geometric shapes and patterns I was seeing other than that they consisted of every color of the rainbow, and were constantly shapeshifting in impossible ways such that it makes it hard to remember or describe. What I do remember somewhat clearly is the wonderful sound. The house was silent before the trip, but somehow it becomes even more silent, with the gentle droning of the visuals....somehow the patterns make sound as they shapeshift and morph around. I liken the sound to be slightly reminiscent of that clicking noise that the predator makes, combined with a smooth low pitch hum.Up until about halfway in, and a few steps of change in perspective and intensity, I was enjoying the experience. Then I seen it in the bottom left of my vision. What I thought was a black imp. (HappyKB referred to it as a nymph) Totally black, with eyes of light. I've seen one before, on a previous session but not this small. The one I seen on an earlier session was 200 feet tall and standing directly above me. This one seemed malevolent. He tried to poke me with a rod, at which point I partially opened my eyes, but with no change. Everything was still there... but the imp. He had vanished. It was at this point I started asking myself: 'what if I get stuck like this? Will I ever come back?'. Then I started getting scared. I had enough. I wanted down. 'I'm never doing this again' came to mind (but I've thought that before lol). Something inside me still reassured me that I'd be back, to just wait it out, and a few minutes later, it dissolved. It faded away and I could feel my body again.As the visuals continued to fade away, I reached up to rub my face as I instinctively do after every trip. Then I was back. As MacKenna had said, the room was decorated in quilts, but I embraced being completely down. I looked at the timer and all I could make out was blurry 8's or 0's, but was able to hit the stop button. I picked up my vape attachment and scurried to unscrew it and put it away. I looked around the room a bit more and questioned if I still had my sanity. All I could think was how fucked that was. The timer read 4 minutes and 19 seconds.I was so glad to be back. Things were returning to normal. I called a friend immediately but there was no answer. He was asleep. I really wanted to talk to someone. To babble about the experience. That's when I last posted on here.I WILL go back probably in a couple weeks, but I'll be doing roughly the same 33-35mg dose. My strategy has been to try and obtain comfort with each level as I work my way up to a breakthrough. I really don't think I fully broke through, but I may have been close.If you made it this far, I thank you for reading. I hope you all found it at least somewhat interesting. I sure did!