My New Favorite Dragon

With the paint still drying on my newly refurbished blog (it was active yet empty for perhaps a year) I'd like to illustrate a dream I had two days ago. Let it be known that it isn't unusual for me to have elaborate nocturnal reveries, its quite common. With that said, this particular dream was direct and minimal in regards to the dream-scape and the encounter. There were no steps to this dream, no storyline to follow. I fell asleep, opened my "eyes", and found myself floating amongst the clouds. The sun must have been setting because the heavens were awash with burnished copper, antique gold, muted apricot and hues of pale coral. Below, the clouds rolled apart to reveal a city built on the side of a large cliff. It's face was overgrown with jungle vegetation divided by a waterfall that came cascading over the edge. I looked back up into the sky and my eyes met with a giant serpent. It appeared as though he was "treading water" based on his movements as he swayed back and forth in the air. His eyes were intense, like two orbs of bright copper. I noticed that this serpent was covered in feathers, all of which reflected the light of the sun. In my head, a voice was speaking to me in a language I didn't understand. I took away three words, two in English and the other a name. "Math", "Opal" and "Quetzalcoatl". 

The voice apparently sensed my understanding and managed to explain that Quetzalcoatl's feathered where made of opals. I was surprised to be in the presence of this particular deity, I've never before conversed or given much attention to Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god of the Aztecs. Just then his eyes began to burn and the sky melted into a serious shade of red. It was as if I was experiencing a red-out (similar to a blackout but with the exception that blood is being forced into your head causing you to see the color red). As the world turned and Quetzalcoatl's eyes continued to burn he bombarded me with the word "Math", over and over again until it felt like he was punching me with it. Quetzalcoatl was very commanding of that term, as if it held some extreme importance. The basic understanding of math is the ability to count. Could it be that simple? Am I being asked to count something? End scene (dream). Later that day after I awoke, I began doing some research and discovered that Quetzalcoatl is the patron god of books, calendars, intelligence, creation, and self-reflection among other things. My current hypothesis is that humanity may experience some level of enlightenment in December or perhaps we shall see some cosmic event that could generate a physical or spiritual event.

Lets not forget the meaning behind the opal gemstone. A few of it's mystical properties include enhancing imagination/creativity/memory, rendering individuals "invisible" to a situation or entity, and as an aid in the process of change. That last part is what interests me the most, based on the context of the dream. Is it far fetched to suspect that we are going to experience change next month? I can only offer a hypothesis, however I hope that humanity will indeed be gifted with some form of enlightenment (in whatever form it takes). Hold on to your butts, here comes December.

Light reading: Return of Quetzalcoatl