I was shot in the head. The bullet entered the top/back of my head and exited near the start of my spine on my neck. But I didn’t die, I turned into a slow-version of myself, walking like a zombie. Then I saw Quetzalcoatl, the Aztec god of intelligence, self-reflection, and creation and said, “I knew you were there!” He was levitating, lying down, floating in the air and he looked like lightning. I knew his name was Quetzalcoatl. He transferred lightning electricity to my body (for a really long time) and I was no longer in slow motion.
I didn’t know Quetzalcoatl was an Aztec god of intelligence, self-reflection, or creation until I Googled him first thing this morning before I could forget his name. Very strange.