I am Dragon.  I am what the dinosaurs became.  Knowing their extinction, they dreamed a new life.  They dreamed me--a smaller version of themselves--a gentler version--a version not quite so tied to flesh.

          I am Dragon.  I am a collective dream.  I am the memory of millions of years of life roaming a planet that exists but does not exist.  I am knowledge from before the birth of man.  I am wisdom steeped in age.  I am the memory of death and the knowledge of rebirth.

          I am Dragon.  The dream lived through countless time--through trackless space--emerging on the other side of extinction.

          I am Dragon.  When the time was right, I reappeared--not as the dinosaurs I was, but as their collective dream--their younger cousin.  I live in water, air, fire, and earth.  I live through the creative force of Mind and Spirit.  Spirit can take a million shapes.  It can experience a thousand ways.  But it cannot be destroyed.  It cannot die.

          I am Dragon.  I cannot be denied.  I am the proof of the creative power of dreams.  I am the embodiment of living spirit.  I am.

          I am Dragon.  Come learn my ancient wisdom.  Come learn the creative power of Love.  Come learn to survive your own extinction.