A guest post by Caleb Whitaker
I’d like to say a few words about UFO’s and ayahuasca, because both subjects have come up over here at the Captain’s Blog recently, and because I’m one of the only people I know to have experienced them both directly, at the same time.
I’m going to skip the hucksterism here and just tell you what I saw. You can read a lot of crazy nonsense about this stuff on the internet, out on the frontier where the wingnuts and moonbats dwell, but seeing with your own eyes is something different—it’s personal.
One night about four years ago, I went out to a secluded house in the jungle outside Iquitos to do an ayahuasca ceremony. Everyone in our group had a great night, with many strong visions and powerful insights. Afterwards, when the shaman and the rest of the group went off to bed, I stayed up talking with a couple of friends on the second floor balcony of the house. One of them was my friend Slocum, who still lives in Iquitos. The night was brilliantly clear, still, and quiet except for the low hum of the jungle.
Oddly enough, the three of us were talking about UFO’s when we saw it. It was one of those moments of delicious synchronicity that makes you stop and wonder how things are all connected. My friend Jay was talking about some video footage of a UFO that was making the rounds on the internet, and Slocum replied, “you mean like that thing over there?”
Just a few degrees above the canopy were two bright lights, tilted at a slight angle from the horizon. They were fairly close, and much brighter than stars. They had appeared from nowhere. And for several minutes they hovered there, motionless and silent. The three of us dialed in on it and made sure we were all seeing the same thing. My mind was lucid, and though I must confess that I was still tripping, I was in that transcendental afterglow of ayahuasca headspace, where normal reality seems not distorted but more precise, sharpened as though seen through a magnifying glass.
We got a good, long look at this thing, and the more we looked at it, the stranger it got. It became clear that whatever it was, it was not man-made. For one thing, it revealed itself to be an enormous three-dimensional object when more lights appeared, and then it actually changed its shape. I was never able to make out the exact contours of the object, but it seemed to morph into different shapes as the lights changed in position relative to one another. And then there was the fact that this huge thing was floating in the air right over the jungle, but making not a sound. Jay had a laser pointer with him, and we debated whether we should tag it with the laser to get its attention, but we decided that was not a good idea. Finally, after hovering in place for fifteen minutes or so, it moved off and we lost sight of it.
The great irony of this experience is that, when I tell people this story, I have to include the part about ayahuasca. I almost wish I didn’t, because that’s enough to negate the truth of it in the eyes of a lot of people. Yes, ayahuasca induces hallucinations in the mind, and indeed many people have described lengthy and detailed psychic interactions with extraterrestrial intelligences during ayahuasca sessions. But this event happened after the ceremony was done, and all three of us had the full use of our senses when we saw it.
I’m not a religious man, but I’ve been a student of religion for years. I wanted to believe in God, but never had proof or faith enough until I drank ayahuasca. Now, at least, I grasp that God is not only greater than we know, He is greater than we can know. And I’m cool with that. Similarly, I’ve wondered about aliens for a long time, and like the X-Files’ Agent Mulder, I Wanted To Believe. When I finally saw a UFO with my own eyes, I knew that the universe was up to more tricks than anyone would ever suspect. After that night, UFO’s weren’t hypothetical for me anymore.
These revelations were game-changers for me on a philosophical level, but I’m not out to convince anyone else, and I could care less if people believe me or not. That UFO was the only thing I have ever seen in my entire life that I cannot begin to explain, and it filled me with a sense of awe and wonder, as though I was offered a brief glimpse of some unimaginably larger and weirder reality that we are all blissfully ignorant of here in our little corner of Creation.
Let me conclude by offering a what-if scenario. What if a UFO appeared over an airport in a major American city in broad daylight, say O’Hare airport in Chicago, and was seen by many credible witnesses, including pilots and other career aviation industry professionals? The mainstream media would have to have a sober, serious conversation about UFOs then, surely. That would make front page headlines around the world, right? (sound of crickets chirping.) Nope, not so much. Because that actually happened, just a few years ago—but the story quickly sank out of sight, because the media largely ignored it. As the poet said, humankind cannot bear very much reality.
So, do aliens exist or not? I don’t know, I’ve never seen one. All I know is that one night I saw something that Does Not Compute. If they do exist, well, you can extrapolate from that single fact to reach any number of bizarre, implausible, paradigm-changing conclusions. Just how deep does that rabbit hole go, anyway? Who knows. The Truth Is Out There, but I doubt you’ll find it on the internet.
I Saw A UFO In Iquitos. When I Was On Ayahuasca. No, Really.
A guest post by Caleb Whitaker
Hi Bill Grimes here. I publish this digital log, the Captain’s Blog. You all know me but in case you don’t know Caleb, he’s one of my best friends. Several of us gringos in Iquitos hack around writing this and that, but we all wait impatiently for Caleb’s observations about Life In Iquitos on his blog Jungle Love. Click that link. Be like me, bookmark Jungle Love in your favorites, and bookmark my words, Caleb Whitaker will be famous some day so follow along with the rest of us to see what happens…
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