Some dreams hold deeper meaning, an understanding of things we cannot comprehend with our “wake” minds. This story started as such… a dream?
Quetzalcoatl, the flying feathered God serpent in Mexican mythology, the creator of mankind, keeper of boundaries between earth and heaven. As the story goes, I was invited into a ceremony at its temple, hidden in space and time at his birthplace. This structure resembles the morphologic configuration of such temple, as I have seen it, where time, space, and dimensions are linked between the curling of his flying paths.
oniric Spaces
