Aztec Aliens, a Battle with Reality and the Dissolution of Being

Artwork by Chris Dyer - Peeling Bodies

By Ste MacFie, UK

I took a hit of DMT and held it for about 10 seconds. While I was holding it in, everything suddenly turned a brilliant sunset orange. I exhaled and closed my eyes.  At that point millions of patterns appeared. I opened my eyes and those patterns were covering every surface.

Aztec aliens beckoned to me

Closing my eyes again, I could see what I can only describe as Aztec aliens dancing in the left side of my visual field. Then a blue hand appeared and I saw a green glowing stone sitting in the palm. The hand curled its finger in a beckoning motion and I heard a voice saying, “Follow me!” Astonished, I sat straight up at that point and explained to my trip sitter what had happened, but was promptly told to take another hit.

This time it was a big hit… and BOOM! I could see a spiralling tunnel of geometric patterns, and it was somehow conveying information to me. It was moving so fast and it was so overwhelming and frightening that I actually puked up what felt like trauma… that’s the only way I can describe it.

A battle with reality ensued

Then followed a battle with reality in which I was physically shaking, and drifting in and out of this world. The last semblance of my identity was clinging to the thoughts of oxygen and water… then all of a sudden I felt my body give in; my mind crumbled and I was gone.

I was in a place that was no longer scary. In fact, it was totally tranquil and also very familiar. I had the sense that I had been there many times before. In this place I saw stars being born and entire universes forming… but there was so much more going on that language just doesn’t have the capacity to describe.  

My laughter smashed dark entities into millions of pieces

Dark entities began approaching me. They had manifested in the form of snakes and crocodiles, but somehow I knew that if I laughed at them they would go away. Looking at them one at a time, I laughed at them and just as I had anticipated, they each shattered into millions of tiny pieces.

An old man with long hair and a beard appeared. In the middle of his forehead was a brilliant blue third eye, and again, I somehow just knew that his third eye was actually the green stone in the Aztec alien’s hand from earlier in my trip… his had been the voice that told me to follow it.

This old man helped me to break apart whichever remnants of my ‘human’ being remained, and then he sent me on my way. I knew his intention was that I simply absorb all the information I was being given.

A thousand years later I became a human again

After what felt like a thousand years, I started slowly coming back from my trip. Again I was drifting in and out of this world, only this time it was no longer frightening and I didn't care. I had already accepted the fact that there is ‘somewhere else’, and I also accepted that I had been there.

In those short moments that had seemed like countless lifetimes, I had forgotten all about life as a human. It had simply ceased to exist and I existed only in this ‘other’ space. As I gradually came round, I started to remember my hands, my mouth, my legs… bit by bit it was all coming back together, and then I remembered who I was and that I have a family and friends.  

This last detail made me cry… I cried with pure joy for having people to love. Then after a few moments, I smoked a joint and tried to figure out what just happened. These words are my best effort at describing it!