I
dreamed. I dreamed I was eaten by a dragon.
In the dream, I felt no fear – no trepidation of jagged teeth or painful death. Only curiosity. The dragon was HUGE, her head the size of a small house, her body could have been an apartment complex. When she lowered her snout to the ground and opened her maw wide, I felt the heat and smelled the sulphur exuding with her breath.
It was a dream, though, and I was only more curious. I stepped tentatively into the cavern that was her mouth. I felt the soft give of her tongue under my feet… and watched myself dissolve — body vaporized into billions of tiny fragments. Still conscious, yet nowhere could I find me.
Dreaming. Dreaming in a deep, dark landscape filled with sparkling lights, I felt the beating heart of the dragon pulsing me through her body. I sensed an immense mind – like a sky with no end – and touched it, joining in the dream with a vast intelligence that stretched my awareness to new perspectives I would never have considered within the mind of my own species. Perspectives I could barely comprehend. Perspectives that turned me inside out of the nowhere I could find me.
Timeless in a dream that may have been a brief moment or eternal forever, consciousness released the “I” as all the particles of what was “me” flowed into ‘we-ness’ with her…
Until she pooped me out. She pooped me out. I was dreaming, right? And there “I” stood again. No longer the “me” who had been consumed – I was newly configured; somehow reshaped and blended anew with traces of Dragon vibrating through my being. Transformed into dragon poop.
I dreamed.
And now, I wonder… what is dreaming? And…when am I awake? Is this Awakening? Continue reading “Consumed By The Dragon – Awakening”









