This is where it all started... In 2008. Or maybe even earlier than that.
Headstrong.
That's how old my dragonkin feelings & species dysphoria actually are... How I've never felt human, not even as a kid.
It's like I've opened a timeless portal into the past (through this video).
Ages 8-13 is where it really started to hit me, even though I started drawing dragons as early as I could remember significant things, at 6-7 years old, while in elementary school...
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This feels like staring at something inside of my soul... Straight back at the source / origin of everything.
It's an uncanny feeling when you've hit 30... The golden era of the internet, forums, dragon tribute videos on early YouTube... and most importantly, the year where I saw the one thing I could never explain, not even all these years later in my life. The White Dragon from the full-moon night of the 14/10/2008 (October the 14th, 2008. At 11:42~ ish, while staring at the moon, with my mother being the only other incredulous witness. Located at our old lakehouse villa, near the lakeside, at via Bosconi n.1, 6983 Magliaso, Switzerland).
No matter how many years go by, I will never forget that crisp, autumn night. The impact it had on me as a person... The emotion attached to it... People can believe whatever they want. They weren't there. This is a real experience I had. One that has cemented itself within me like no trauma in my life ever managed to...
...The first and last time in my human life that I'd ever get confirmation of dragons existing in any shape or form beyond fiction. Likely what rooted spiritualism and the notion of past lives within me... As well as what made me aware of the weird, sick & twisted karmic cycle of retribution the universe seems to redistribute on everyone's continued existences, through every reincarnation.
I am but an ant- staring at the bottomless harr, the endlessness of the universe- no, the *multiverse* itself.
It's not a state of being that words will ever be able to capture. You either lived it on your own skin & bones, and felt it touch your soul... Or you have no idea what I'm talking about and I just sound like a lunatic to you. There is no in-between.
