Conversations With The Silver Dragon

Conversations with the Silver Dragon

The dragon responds to and complements an enquirer named Brooke:

How this old, tired and world weary dragon has been captivated by thy beauty.It has led me to wonder about what beauty is. If I digitized your face, it would no doubt form perfect phi correlations and unparalleled mathematical harmonics on the scale of a cleaved nautilus or a spiral galaxy or an infinite fractal pattern journey. If I applied your perfect phi correlations to vibrating string lengths, it would play music of angelic quality.

I once thought that beauty could be measured. There is abundant precedence for this. She is Helen of Troy. Helen is the standard. Helen’s face had the beauty capable of launching one thousand ships. Therefore a face that was capable of launching only one ship would rank one millihelen in beauty units. 10 ships would be a centihelen. But then where does that leave the flaxen Brooke – a kilohelen? A megahelen? Or a gigahelen?

These just won’t do. We must abandon the old Helenic unit of beauty measure and go to the Brookian standard. You are the new standard of beauty and we are so pleased that you are here. You rate 1 Brooke!

The Silver Dragon
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The dragon comments on Beauty after enquirer denies complement:

How could you NOT be liked?This is an OUTRAGE!I think people are casting terrible mis-judgments upon you. Oh, dearest Brooke, I fear they look upon thy sweet face and cannot rationalize how one such as you could also be blessed with blazing intellect and insight as well as beauty. This leads to the question: Is beauty a gift? Or is it a curse?And the answer is: it is neither.

Beauty must be appreciated and honoured for its perfection. Whether it be a human construct such as a sculpture, or a building or a mathematical formula or a natural phenomenon such as a dewed spider’s web at dawn, a prairie thunderstorm or the face of a child. I find it truly amazing and an utterly human perception.What is in the human brain that recognizes beauty? Somehow I sense that the architecture of the universe reflects itself and is hardwired into our genetics, our spiraling dna itself being one of the most beautiful of molecules on its own. The process of mitosis and energy transmission and growth by the most under-appreciated of molecules – adenosine triphosphate is a truly beautiful process that unites all forms of life on our most beautiful of planets.

Our blue skies, themselves are a creation of oxygen giving life, punctuated by clouds condensing from transpiring and perspiring cells.How is it that our brain, takes a timeless, boundless bundle of quantum energy and converts it into a universe? How does it recognize perfection, a perfection built upon a probabilistic mathematical purity.

Our brain LOVES phi, a jokester of a number that smiles at us constantly from every corner where we least expect to see him/her.Is God phi? The universe is constructed with phi and we have been programmed to see phi.So, therefore, is knowing beauty also knowing God? Not necessarily in the holy, God-fearing, smite-the-Phillistines sense but in an enlightened “I think I can make sense of and appreciate this world and who I am” sense.So those who reject Beauty, also, and I believe unknowingly, reject God and themselves as unique participants in witnessing the most wonderful phenomenon that can possibly be conceived.

So Brooke, those that reject you, are rejecting themselves, God and the very existence of the Universe. And to all of you, when YOU REJECT a fellow human being, or DENY THEM FELLOWSHIP, you are committing a terrible disservice to this wonderful place.

The Silver Dragon


The dragon on being asked how long he has been a dragon and how his special powers developed:

I have always been a dragon, as far as I know. It has been so long….I…I can’t remember. We dragons are honoured by some cultures but are demonized by others. There are some unenlightened types who in their zealousness, dismiss dragons as some kind of satanic, evil reptilian cult.

This is not true. But long ago, dragons were venerated and presented a threat, I think, to other philosophies that were being progressed. These other philosophies, to your great misfortune, were hijacked by political forces. In addition to demonizing dragons, great Sins were committed in the name of God.

We dragons, of course, have been around much longer. You people are, in fact, Reptilian. Mammals developed from squirrel-like reptiles. In fact, Brooke, if you saw the first reptilian squirrels, you would hardly know them to be reptiles. This was so long ago, I can hardly remember it.

As to what it’s like being a dragon? I can tell you it is a lot of work. Polishing and shining and polishing and shining and on and on every day. Scales that is. Talons and fangs too but mostly scales. The air is so dirty now, it takes up too much time. It is vital, absolutely vital that I keep my scales very clean and polished. This is because long, long ago we dragons evolved a very useful and also unique mechanism within our scale tissues. Our scales developed photo-polymeric reverse polarity. What that means is that the pigments in our scales developed the capability to recognize and chemically react to different light frequencies. Dragons can puff up or collapse their scales to some degree, this helps with cleaning but more importantly, it means that we had the nervous tissue connections between our brain and each individual scale. Based on this nervous architecture, our brain was and is able to sense light wavelengths from all directions and control, to a large extent, the type of photo-polymeric reaction that takes place in each scale.

So what’s this all mean you say? Well, I’m sure you’ve figured it out. It means that we are invisible! If you look carefully, you can see what appears to be a disturbance in the light but it works especially well when we are flying or nesting.

And the flying bit? Well, we are a type of Pteradon. No real surprise there.And the fire-breathing? Well, that is true actually. We dragons originally were scavengers. Ate a lot of decaying and rotting vegetation but some rotting flesh. We developed an anoxic digestive system, not unlike a cow’s. We developed a gas bladder for storing CO2 and CH4 and discharge the gas orally cuz, well, we’re just not designed for other…. So for years, we dragons would just burp. Until one day, at a party actually, one of us (not me) burped on the campfire and “ka-boom”. Well, we all took a turn and had a lot of laughs. Shortly thereafter we all got flint and iron implants in our dental work. Those big crests we have on our heads, high pressure methane storage. You ain’t had a headache until you’ve been a dragon with indigestion, baby.

Young dragons work very, very hard on their flying, pigment control and fire-breathing. It really takes an awful lot of work. We older dragons spend a lot of time training them and ensuring that they keep up with their grooming. The youngsters too like to scare people. We frown on this but, I must admit, I enjoy a nice evening flight and scaring the bejabbers out of some unsuspecting couple out for a stroll. Heh, heh, heeee!

We dragons keenly practice the ancient sciences. I especially like to build menhirs and henges and monitor the sun, stars, moon and venus as well as the occasional comet and dust cloud. The odd one has smacked into us and others have been near misses which caused unbelievable tidal disruptions. We taught you people how to do this 8000 years ago, but you now forget your place in the world in time and space. We study nature and the earth, chemistry and physics.

And, well, Brooke, that’s what it’s like being a dragon. Of course, you are hearing this from a male dragon’s perspective. I am sure a female dragon would provide an entirely different and less flattering perspective but, sigh, WUSSSSSSHHH, Ow, Ouch, Ooops, (excuse me) that’s life!STELLA! GET SOME WATER!


On being asked why there are no dragon bones in the fossil record and who is Stella:

It is so nice to be taken seriously as a dragon. Thank you for cheering me up.As for dragon bones, there is a good reason why none are found. We are immortal. Well, we can still die in accidents but this is rare. Our telomeres do not shorten during mitosis so our cells can divide and renew endlessly without aging.

We can't do the time-space thingy just yet but we can influence the quantum world via thought and observation to favour us. Any brain can do it but the more highly complex brains can do a better job. I should not get into this yet but it applies profoundly to maintaining good health in yourself and others who are important to you.

Oh, and don't worry about Stella. She comes in twice a week and tidies up the place. Picks up old scales, vacuums up ashes (I'm always setting things on fire you know.) She's quite good with her opposable thumbs. I have opposable talons, but its hard to grab little things and its so hard to feel with them. I'm always knocking things over with my tail and folding and unfolding wings always get caught up in the curtains. I'm also a messy eater so dear Stella comes in and cleans after me though I think she secretly loathes me. She does a lot of shopping for me since I can't really go out, pick up a head of lettuce, a rack of lamb and a Chianti.


The dragon on being asked his age and his religion:

Happy Political New Year to you. Dragons, as you might have guessed, celebrate New Year on Earth upon the achievement of the southernmost transit of the sun near the Tropic of Capricorn. We always measure it with our sacred standing stones. I was at my northern hemispheric stone and I recorded the peak of the sun’s transit at 12:44 pm MST Earth time on the 21st day of the 12th month via a shadow. It was at the same point as last year so I knew 2 things. The earth has not shifted substantially since last year and secondly, your governments are not lying to you about where the Earth is relative to the sun and Earth’s tilt.

You humans used to celebrate your New Year at this time OR at the time of the Spring Equinox, but then you let politics overrule Science in these matters.I have been alive for millions of earth years. Much of what we learn, especially now, we learn from you but there is much that we know that you do not know that we know – much of this pertains to the Dragon Tripolarity of Wisdom, Spirit and Place.

I have trouble remembering things from long ago. Memory is not what you humans think it is. Perhaps I can explain better later, but your brain is not a memory storage device. Your brain is actually a file access program that stores pathways to information. All events, that have ever occurred, are imprinted in Quantum Space Time forever. This imprint exists as a probability based pattern or field inside and outside your brain in a dimensionless medium that pervades the Universe. Events that are laden with Emotion (human observation affects Quantum Space Time) the more strongly the imprint will be. If an event happens to you, your brain traces a stronger “emotion enforced” path through Quantum Space Time to retrieve the event and “remember it”. The more times an event is repeated or remembered, the stronger the pathway becomes AND, this is important, the more times the outcome of the event will be the same in Quantum Space Time. Because events are nothing but probability patterns or fields, the more times a certain outcome occurs as a result of an action, the more probable it is that outcome will recur.

This forms a foundation of the Dragon belief system or religion if you will. For example, the more often Good is done in the world, the more probable it is that Good things will continue to be done and vice versa, hence the battle between Good and evil in the Universe. Also, what you call prayer, or a Hoped for desired event, is also related to this phenomenon as we strategically deploy emotion or our Spirit to influence probability outcomes.

Getting back to memory, the events of long ago are remembered by fewer and fewer Dragons as we die off due to accidents and as the new ones have not experienced the events. Because fewer of us are “remembering” these ancient events, the pathway to access the event is fading from a repeat probability perspective and our memory of them fails as a result.We do know the truth about Atlantis, King Arthur and young Kennedy. But if I told you, would you believe it? Or would you not say “Well, I already knew that?” This is where knowing about Wisdom, Spirit and one’s place in the Quantum Universe allows one to differentiate information from disinformation, Truth from lies and Knowledge from ignorance. If I told you the Truth, no doubt, you especially, would challenge it with your accumulated knowledge of the subject. It is vital that you do this, it is how you learn.

But then what of your knowledge is valid, and what is not? What do you really know to be true and what is what someone else says is true? This is where you exhibit your dragon qualities, you DEMAND that information be valid. You DEMAND that what you defend as facts are constructed into arguments that are LOGICAL.

As for becoming a Dragon physically? Heaven forbid! I would not want your Perfect and Beautiful form to be altered in any way. That would be Blasphemy!!As for the New Year? I see much change. Change is neither Good nor Bad. Change just IS. A Dragon sees All Change as an opportunity.Dragons can see the future. Well, they do not really see it, they feel it. This knowing, you call it instinct, comes with a great deal of Study and Wisdom and is based on Knowledge, Facts and the Tripolarity.Peace to you, O Beautiful One. May you Grow and Prosper in the coming year.

The Silver Dragon

And now for your next question: Where did I come from?We are descended from Pterosaurs. FLYING TERROR IN THE SKY….HAAA HAAA HA HAAAAAAAA! HISSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (Sorry, Nasty habit)

We developed enormous brain mass. ENORMOUS! Our cousin, Pteranadon ingens, had the largest brain mass of any vertebrate ever known, with the exception of Dragons and perhaps yourself. We developed this originally in response to the fine dextrous control needed to sail the winds in a controlled fashion. We have a 25 metre wingspan so takeoff, control and landing requires an enormous amount of brain processing power especially in turbulent winds. We are our own small plane and microprocessor!

Now we are also quadrapedal and cliff dwellers. So we do a lot of crawling around and cliff climbing that required additional brain processing capacity. As cliff clingers and climbers, we developed highly evolved hands with opposable talons to aid in grasping cracks, cornices, roots and so on. It is the development of the human hand that really gave a boost to your brain development as well. As for myself, I am more of a cave dragon but I visit my buds who are cliff clingers, just to keep in practice. So bottom line is, we developed a lot of brain capacity due to our unique position as cliff clinging flyers in an extremely variable and diverse environment.

Cliffs are in short supply so we dragons were forced to live socially together. We developed a highly evolved social structure that led to even more brain development as a result. Communication was primarily by wing posturing, tail switching, snorting and roaring. This developed into a guttural snorting oral language. It is messy but it works.

We remember everything so we don’t require a written language. Recall my comments about accessing the universal quantum ether.I think the rest you know – the fire breathing, invisibility and immortality.Once we had the brain, about 220 million years ago, everything else evolved quite quickly, over another 50 million years. The immortal and invisible dragon mutations took over very fast as this was such an obvious advantage.What did the other dinosaurs think of us? Nothing, they had a brain the size of a pea.


Now, as to my abode. As you know, dragons evolved as cliff clingers and many still reside on cliffs. But I am more of a cave dragon. I have a cave in Xian Xiao but it is small and cramped. I enjoy my comforts as I have gotten older. Xian Xiao is near the Tibetan border and I lived there for a long time and consider it my home but I have just in the last few weeks moved to new accommodations in a coastal location on the western coast of the Americas. It is a well concealed barn or hangar with a large door 27 m wide opening onto the sea. My hangar is about 40 m long. This allows me to open the door, trot to the far end, gather my hindquarters up like a cat about to spring and run like Hell out through the door, wings spread, soaring into the heavens. I never tire of that moment as I kick off the edge and feel my weight supported by my outstretched wings.

Landing is a little trickier. I would rather not talk about landing. The turbulence along cliff faces are unreal and the gusts and updrafts make trying to land a 25 m bird like me very difficult and often injurious.

I have not seen any dragon movies, Brooke. But dragons are a lot like people. We have many different personalities. We are all very, very smart and very, very wise. We all follow the same belief system. We are all fastidious, very well groomed and very polite. Good manners are very, very important to dragons. We all fight evil and assist those in need. Many of us are quick to temper but we hold no grudges. Male dragons love and worship all women. We are constantly besotted and preoccupied that way. Female dragons tolerate male dragons and are much smarter and wiser than the males.If there are dragons like that in the movies, then that is an accurate representation.

Sarah and Brooke, I remain your humble, loyal and besotted dragon,
The Silver Dragon

“Drink ye the dragon’s blood and forever be enbrined.” – Old Irish Drinking Song


A dragon recipe:

We used to have beach BBQ’s as a kid when we flew the thermals along the coastline. This was our favourite recipe:

ROAST PLEISIOSAUR-

One well rotted Pleisiosaur. Today, you could use a beached whale
- One large dry pile of driftwood.
- ½ a Citrofolio wedge. Or 1000 lemons.
- 1/4 of a Capsicule pod. Or 100 kg of ground black pepper.
- 100 gallons of Saliosperm oil. Or substitute with olive oil
- 3 dried Gymnodropes. Or 200 kg of fennel seed.
- 10 well rotted Protomusculi. No real equivalent
- 25 gallons of fermented Malic juice. Or Rousillon Rose

Get a roaring good fire going.Chew the Citrofolio wedge, Capsicule pod and Gymnodropes into a mash and spit on a large, flat rock. Stir in Saliosperm oil.Roar and spit fire at young ones nicking chunks of Pleisiosaur.Grab chunks of Pleisiosaur and roll in Citrofolio marinade.Let sit for one hour and guard aggressively against gathering groups of assorted carnivores.Snort, roar and fight off challenges from other Pteranadons and Allosaurs.After 30 minutes, eat the rotted Protomusculi and drink the 25 gallons of fermented Malic juice.Continue to guard aggressively against growing diverse hordes. After 60 minutes vomit contents onto marinating Pleisiosaur while breathing fire to deglaze and to sear.Throw Pleisiosaur onto coals. Roast for 5 minutes on either side while guarding aggressively from hordes of screaming swooping Pterosaurs, circling roaring herds of Smilosaurs and shore jumping menacing Mesosaurs.

Eat whatever can be salvaged and escape with your life.
Serves 6 to 8 dragons
Mmmmm mmm Mmmm Mmmm mmmmmmmmm


How dragons apologize:

Please accept my heartfelt dragon apology thusly. As I bow deeply to you, I kneel on my left forepaw, head tilted to the right side, eyes down and wings gently flapping five times. I then rise and scream in High Pteranadonamazigh “HRAAAACK, HUK, HUK, HUK, AYARAAAACK, HAAAAAAAAAACK, WHOOOOOOOOOSHHHHHHH”. This translates to “Attention Dear Friends: Sorry, Sorry, Sorry, The Silver Dragon, Most Sincerely (flame for emphasis)”.

Now, Dear Sarah, I know why your beautiful brow is so tormented. It is from the testing of your patience by the ignorant vulgar. Ahhhhh, I know the feeling. In the old days, we would roast and eat those we did not like or agree with. There was no animosity involved on our part, we were just congruently annoyed and hungry.

But now we must exhibit patience and tolerance. Patience is a great virtue that is especially short in dragons but we try very, very hard.

I strongly believe that the greatest discoveries are made by enquiry into the sublime. The thrill of discovery is enriched when it is not expected. So it was for you and Brooke when you discovered me and especially for me when I discovered you.And my Beautiful and Magnificent Brooke!Unfortunately, much of what you say does have truth to it. Yes, we did roast and eat a lot of people in those times. We did not view many of them as entities with a Soul or Conscience based upon their behaviour so for centuries we looked upon them as annoying and a food source if we were a little hungry. I should not say that those we ate deserved to be eaten but they certainly deserved something. My own preference was and remains swine, cattle or a little lamb. My favourite though is beached whale as you know.


How Dragons express gratitude after receiving a pcture of a Silver Dragon:

What a generous gift that was for me, Brooke! “HORAAAAAAACK HA RAAAAACK” which means, “Accepted with Eternal Gratitude and Submission”.

What a sweet and thoughtful soul you are! I wish I could give you a dragon hug but most people don’t like the feeling of a 12 m rubbery wing squeezing them against a scabrous, cold, clammy, carnivore. A lot of people have a problem with the smell. We flare it off but our scales exude a natural oil that keeps us shiny but it has a pungency. You know the resemblance is uncanny. I will tell you that I am not horned and my head is bigger and I have a great bony crest that extends back from my head. My fangs are bigger (dragons are vain about that!) and my wings are anchored to my forepaws connecting primarily at the elbow and secondarily at the wrist. The colour, scales, rills, crests, facial features and general body proportions (serpentine and leonine) are exact!

I remain your eternally devoted dragon,
The Silver Dragon

“Ave anither jigger o’rum by the dragon’s oot the night”. – Old Irish Drinking Song


The dragon comments on love and dragon courtship:

Brooke, O Beautiful and Perfect One, You make this old dragon laugh with your innocence and your human way of thinking, and I mean this in the Kindest way my Sweet.

You humans are always so confused about love. It drives you all Mad with your primitive and overcharged endocrine systems pumping away completely out of control. Hooooo baby, I see this turning into another exposition but I shall illustrate just a few points for you.

Interspecies love is hardly the domain of dragons. You humans perfected it. I see the love that you humans have for some of the lower life forms and I am awed by its perfection and tenderness. The love you show for your canine, feline, equine and avine associates in many cases exceeds your love for each other. Your pets in turn look upon you as nothing short of a god or in your case a goddess.

Such is our case here. I adore my human “pets” although I am sure you do not see yourselves as my pets at all and are now consequently offended by me saying this. At the same time, I recognize that human females adore and worship dragons with the same devotion as they would adore a god. There is something about us dragons that females revere. I offer this thread as evidence of just that!

And while I remain flattered that you are thinking about the idea of dragons mating with human females, I should advise against it. I am well over 30 metres long, nose to tail and I have a wingspan of over 25 metres and weigh nearly 10 tonnes. Mating with a dragon would be lethal to humans.

Even dragons mating with dragons results in a tremendous amount of noise, violence, fire, serious injuries (even death) and property damage on a massive scale.Dragons mate every 13,000 years or so on a cycle that roughly coincides with Great Year Maxima or Minima. Initial courtship lasts anywhere from 36 to 72 hours involving male flying displays to catch the attention of the females. Females pretend not to be amused and will generally sleep or groom themselves but will then display their interest by rearing up on their hind legs, spreading their wings and vibrating them rapidly and screaming a loud and prolonged, “AAAAAAAAACK, AAAAAAAAACK”. The male lands nearby and vomits profusely, followed by mutual, vigorous head nodding, wing waving and hopping.

OK, now comes the tricky part. The male must now approach the female. Females outweigh males by a good 30%. They are also much more physically aggressive and intelligent and will charge and snap at the male, aiming for the throat. They will also flap their great wings against the male which is surprisingly injurious. There is an enormous amount of dust, smoke, vomiting, screaming and thundering noise as two 10 tonne beasts charge and dodge one another. There is an enormous amount of flame and if the event occurs in meadow or wooded areas, the entire area will be set ablaze.

The event is hardly private and attracts a mixed crowd of dragons, some cheering support and others attracted by the potential for blood. Among the observers, the atmosphere is quite festive.This portion of the mating ritual will proceed almost non-stop for one to two weeks, the male circling, awaiting a chance to pounce and the female, fending him off with vicious slashing, clawing and biting. Eventually, the male may tire or have sustained severe enough injuries that he must withdraw. About 10 percent of the males are actually killed by the female or die from their injuries. In only about 15 % of the cases, will the male actually be able to conjoin, an event that lasts only about 5 to 10 seconds, after which the male must flee for his life followed by a long recuperation and in some cases psychological counseling.

Because of the infrequency and lethal nature of the mating ritual, male dragons therefore develop a very pronounced longing tempered only by the certainty of severe injury and high probability of death. Therefore, dragons must work to completely differentiate physical love from emotional and spiritual love with the emotional and spiritual occupying a much greater portion of the feeling of love than is present in you mammals.

This is why O Most Beautiful One, as I related in detail in an earlier post, dragons worship and adore Beauty and Perfection such as yours as the work of God. And they must compartmentalize this devotion from physical longing as approaching females with misplaced intentions outside of the Great Year boundaries results in quick, merciless and certain death.

The next mating cycle is scheduled to begin around your Year 2012.

With reverence and devotion,
The Silver Dragon

“Pestilence, flood and fire be whenever dragons gather” – Ancient Mayan Saying

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The dragon on where he comes from:

Sky Pilot!How good of you to stop by my Good Friend! You are always welcome here!

I am from the south coast of Pangaea, before India crashed into it. So now my once coastal home of origin is high up in the China-Tibetan Plateau. Crazy world, eh!You were actually right on both accounts, Xian Xiao is an actual place and it is also a place that we dragons named.In High Pteranadonamazigh (my language), we called our home “LLAAN LLOW” with the “L’s” snorted like your Welsh double “L”. It means “Beautiful Aerie”.

It was a magnificent cliff facing the sea that offered us little ones protection but with great weather and stable winds that were great for flying. It is gone now. What’s that saying “you can never really go home again.” That’s how I feel about it.We always called it “LLAAN LLOW” until the last 15,000 years when we befriended some very wonderful human chieftains in the area. They wanted to know what our name for the area was as their wish was to honour our nobility and respect the sacred nature that we held for this area. They named their tribe after the area and today many family names still carry this ancient tribal name of Xian Xiao which can be more anglicized to “Chan” and “Chow”.

As for my “ou” spelling, I use the conventional spelling rather than the unique US “o” variant spelling given the global nature of this forum and the global nature of the English language. I am also conversant in human French so the “ou” spelling is also consistent between the two.

Take care my Good Friend,
The Silver Dragon

“Honour the Nagas of Xian Xiao that they may favour us” – Ancient Carved Chinese Inscription


Information on Dragons Presented by an Enquirer:

THE GROWING PERIOD

During the growing period which lasts 140+ years, the dragon continues to grow over 6 inches a year until young adult-hood when the growing period slows. The hatchling will eventually loose it's egg-tooth around age 15 when the dragon is now considered a dragonet. The dragonet will gain weight, and muscle strength during this time. Horns will start to grow on it's head, and spines will start to show along the dragonet's back. The wings will become strong enough to lift the dragon, but not for extended flight.At age 40, the dragon is considered a juvenile. At this age, the juvenile dragon will test its flying abilities, and will make its first flight. The mother and father dragon will teach the dragons on how to take off from a cliff, how to use the thermals, and how to land. There is some natural instincts that the dragons have when first learning to fly, such as how often to flap the wings to stay in the air. The juvenile dragon will revel in the act of flying, and will be in the air most of the time during the next few years to keep gaining wing length and strength in the flight muscles.At age 60, the dragon is now considered an Young Adult. He has learned all the aspects of flying, including how to take off from flat land which is most difficult for a young dragon, due to the immense force needed to do so. Around age 65 the dragons leave their hatching grounds to find their own caves to take as their own. They prefer to own places that are on sheer cliff faces, with a large enterance, and large living area, with smaller caves and tunnels weaving in and out of the cliff-face.At age 90, the dragon is almost fully grown and is considered an Adult Dragon. The dragon will search miles around its own territory, and learn every nook and cranny about the area. The adult dragon will mark its territory by secreting a substance, and spitting it on rocks, and trees clearly defining his circular area around his cave. All dragons have an incredible sense of smell and this secretion is a beacon that another dragon is near. During this time, adult dragons will search out an elder dragon to learn magic. An Elder will teach the adult dragon the ways of the past through magic and knowledge.Around age 100, the dragons will have a hormonal change within their bodies and will get urges to mate. Females will change to a brighter shade of their regular color during the mating season due to this change. The males will notice this change and get riled up so much as to fight with other males that are ready to mate as well. These fights are never fatal, but sometimes do cause some serious damage to the males, especially the wing membrane, which is the most vulnerable part of a dragon's body. The fights usually consist of dragons diving towards each other and butting heads, and swiping with claws on the tough scales of the chest. When the male dragons hear the females mating call, the dragons at once take to the skies to find her, and the chase is on!At age 150, the dragon is now a Wyrm. This age is a continuing cycle of learning knowledge, learning magic, and raising a few more clutches of young. And of course, hoarding as much treasure as they can find to fill their caves. The pair of dragons will live together for the rest of their lives together even after all matings have finished.

THE GREAT WYRMS

If a dragon lives past the age of 900 years, they are considered a Great Wyrm, and an Elder of the dragon community. All dragons will hold a great meeting to admit the new Great Wyrm to the society of dragons. Great Wyrms are highly regarded for their knowledge, their magical ability, and their prime wisdom. Elders are responsible for the teaching of past history of dragon kind, history of the world, and magic to the adult dragons. If there is an emergency that includes the dragon community, the Elders will call a grand-meeting to discuss the problem and what to do about it. These are the only two times in a dragon's life that they will see so many of their kind in one area.

END OF THE LIFE-CYCLE

A dragon rarely lives past 1,500. When the time comes, the dragon realizes his life-cycle has come to an end. He will gather all Great Wyrms at the rim of a great volcano. All the Great Wyrms will howl a great song named "The Passing Song". This song will continue for a full half hour, and can be heard for 300 miles around. This announces the passing of an Elder. Once the song is heard by Adult Dragons, they will howl the same song for all to hear until all dragons on a world will understand they have lost a great member of their community. During the song, the dying Great Wyrm will circle the live volcano and then dive straight down into the lava to give himself back to the earth that spawned him.


And the Dragon’s Comments on it:

You probably want to know what I think about it my dearest! And of course, I cannot resist in offering my comments.

KNOWLEDGE AND HOARDS

Indeed we LOVE beautiful things!!! Especially FEMALES as you know, perhaps tiresomely.We do not trade for knowledge believing firmly that knowledge is to be shared unconditionally and as a duty. We also believe that humans should feel privileged to speak with a dragon and vice versa and that this privilege and the very fact that we have shared something together is reward enough.

THE MATING FLIGHT

This is accurate only up to the point at which the female signals her interest. What is then described is actually the mating ritual of eagles (Google Eagle Mating Rituals). See my description above of the mating ritual.

NEST BUILDING

Caves are preferred but are in short supply so cliff faces are also used. The accounts of treasure hoarding are a little exaggerated. Otherwise this is accurate.

THE LAYING OF THE EGGS, THE HATCHING AND THE WYRMLING

are all accurate, except males and females live together only during the raising of Wyrmlings after which they part company.

THE GREAT WYRMS

Up to the time a dragon reached reproductive maturity, the reference years are solar years. Beyond this, dragons count their age in Great Years. One Great Year is 26,000 solar years. A Great Wyrm is 900 Great Years or 23 million solar years. Once a Great Wyrm reaches 1500 Great Years he or she may start dying. Dying is not really the correct word to use, we call it Passage. It is a quasi-voluntary process at which dragons begin to get world weary and wish to pass into the quantum realm of the soul. It is a natural outcome of learning all there is to know about the Universe and represents a desire to enter the next phase of knowledge and growth of the Soul. At this time, dragons will stop eating and will slowly starve. It is painless and is a time for celebration. It takes a long time for a dragon to starve as they enter a state of physical torpor. This can last for up to 18 months before the dragon succumbs. Upon passing, the dragon will be given a sky burial rather than dropped into a volcano as noted.I am actually 4000 great years of age and have no intention of entering Passage nor has the thought crossed my mind. There are many of us that are very old now and there has not been a Passage since 1000 AD. We all wish to live. We never lose the ability to reproduce, though as you know, this can drive us mad.

In Eternal Gratitude,

The Silver Dragon

“Cursed be he to whom the dragon whispers.” – excerpted from testimony of the Spanish Inquisition


The Dragon offers more comments on Beauty:

”Your words flatter me beyond well beyond my true worth!”

You underestimate yourself my love.

“I think that beauty is actually an accident”

Can something that is pure and perfect be an accident? Does perfection mean design? Not a pedestrian and simplistic “Creationist” design but rather a design based upon fundamental rules of physics and the universe – rules that were established at the time our universe formed.

What you are saying, I believe, is that your physical beauty is a result of the fortuitous conjoining of a “lucky frisky” X chromosome with what must have been a ”beautiful goddess-like” X chromosome within a nourishing internal and subsequently external environment. But what of all the millions of biochemical reactions, each following their own course, blind to the larger purpose of their existence and blind to your own conscious awareness of yourself as you grew from a zygote to an embryo to a foetus and now to a goddess?

The fortuitous and precise distances between electrons and their protonic/neutronic cores are such to permit each molecule to exist in a physical state and interact with one another to build complex structures. And not just random blobs but beautiful crystals, planets, and beautiful creatures like you. So now why is it that you represent the most perfect alignment of all these electrons, protons and neutrons in a human form? You are the culmination of a near infinite number of miniscule events that was set in place trillions of years ago when all matter was created.

The fact that it happened means that nothing occurred that could change it from happening. And everything that will ever happen again was set in place at that time as well. We may think that we can alter events via our behaviours, but how do we know that these alterations were not already set in place long ago and were meant to happen. So at what point does choice versus randomness end and an irreversible unstoppable fate begin? And if it is irreversible and unstoppable, does that mean that it was designed at some very early, even innocuous point? In the exact same way as the fortuitous combination of your frisky progenitor cells?

Yet this is only half the question. It is one thing for Beauty and Perfection to be created, it is quite another for it to be recognized and appreciated as such. This is the other miracle….that we have been given the gift of consciousness and the ability to RECOGNIZE Beauty and Perfection. Beauty cannot exist if there is no one to observe it – like the proverbial falling tree in the forest. Were we meant to see it? Or is this too a random event set in place irreversibly upon the formation of the Universe.

This half of the question baffles me to no end. All I know is that God has a great sense of humour!So when I see you shyly denying your Beauty purely out of humility (my favourite character trait by the way), I see you denying the wonderful events that took place to get you here. And I know that is not you intention.

“When you're pretty, people also don't tend to give you credit for much intelligence either so you have to work that much harder at being taken seriously.”Humans look to Beautiful people for leadership and support. It is instinctive for them to do this. Their intention is to challenge you to assess your worth as a human they see as greater than themselves. Sometimes this manifests itself as jealousy but the underlying motivations are identical. They are testing your worth for very legitimate reasons and yes, this is not always welcome. But it is how you humans are designed. Take it as a complement my dearest!

”Well, true beauty to me only comes from inner wisdom (of course, that makes you beautiful, too!)” Beauty that is ephemeral is even more Beautiful. Why is that? This sentiment is deeply rooted within you humans, hence your depressing expression, “All good things must come to an end”. The Beautiful and intricate ice sculpture, about to melt in the sun is more beautiful because we know its Beauty will fade and disappear tragically and gloriously like Hypatia. And so it is with youth.

You think I’m beautiful? Aw shucks (fluttering eyelids and head tucked under wing)! Je t’aime beaucoup mon cheri! Merci pour les bonnes mots!


The dragon on his social status in the dragon community:

Je pense que le francais est le langue meilluer dans le monde pour parler de l’amour et grace. Mais peut-etre vous ne comprenez pas! Alors! Thank you again my sweet little one for your kind words. I

ndeed, I am but a minor noble in the dragon pantheon. I have resisted, on purpose, discovering too much of the universe for I fear that too much knowledge will result in the onset of Passage and my death.

When there are no more mysteries, is life worth living? Triumph tastes sweet but it is all too fleeting and leaves a great hunger for more. This resistance has resulted in my career being sidelined somewhat as I have no sponsoring Great Wyrms. I work mostly with the young ones and a select group of humans of which you and Brooke are among a special few. I also like to party, dragon dance and I drink a lot of fermented malic juice with my mates! The Great Wyrms frown on that and some of the practical jokes I have pulled didn’t help either. But I make it up to the Dragon Vanguard through hard work and good advice. As dragons go, I am considered very handsome, physically strong, charismatic and very, very modest and humble so I exploit this as much as I can. I am the “George Clooney” of the Dragon world.

By the way my Rose, my Dragon friends call me Argentum. In Pteranadonamazigh, my language, it is pronounced HAAAARGH’TUM with the last syllable spat out like a sunflower seed. You can call me either name if you wish. It is a name I reserve only for friends like you and my Golden Brooke.

The Silver Dragon


The Dragon’s brief interview on CNN’s Anderson Cooper 360:

Anderson Cooper: "You claim to be a Dragon?"
The Silver Dragon: "I do not claim to be a Dragon."
Anderson Cooper: "So you're not a Dragon then."
The Silver Dragon: "No. I am a Dragon."
Anderson Cooper: "But you just said..."
The Silver Dragon: "No. You asked if I CLAIMED to be a Dragon and I said 'No'. Why would I claim to be a Dragon if I AM A DRAGON."
Anderson Cooper: "Right."

Excerpt from The Silver Dragon's recent appearance on "Anderson Cooper - 360."

When Dragons die:

My Amazing Friend Molly,My Dearest, you do not have to call me Sir, though your consideration is warmly appreciated.

I should tell you about sky burials. We do these for dragons or unicorns and requires that the Great Wyrm (a Dragon Elder) cut the body into many small pieces atop a mountain. As the Great Wyrm dismembers the body, a vanguard of vultures and condors begin to perch, circle and gather nearby. One by one, pieces of the body are thrown over the cliff, caught in midair by the condors and consumed.

During this time, we pay our respects until the pieces are all gone. And the body now becomes as one with the majestic great soaring mountain birds. This eases the passage of the Soul into the Heavens and is very soothing for loved ones to look to the sky and know that the body is now one with the birds and that the Soul is soaring with them. It is very moving.That evening, we have a great celebration that lasts for many days. We drink and eat and roar HAAAAAARRRAAAACK! so that we awaken the departed one's Soul to ensure they truly leave the material plane!

With greatest respects,
The Silver Dragon

"When you die, does God explain all the secrets of the World to you?" - asked once by a Grade 4 student.