Vanishing suddenly

03/01/2012 - 23:57 PM I'ts really hot in my room, the air is thick and sweating is just a natural consequence of being in there. Curiously, i cannot sleep so well, probably i am too tired to try. First, i keep repeating those mantric words in my head: "i will wake up after every dream", just to focus my mind in what sould i do. Honestly, i did not knew what the f*** i was trying to do. Though, it was a WILD. 03/02/2012 - ??:?? AM I am not sweating, but it itches everywhere as my patience goes down the sink. It is a REAL mess, like i am already laid down for a half hour straight and a tiny-weenie fly shatters all my hard work. After three consecutive failures, i change my position and promise myself i will do a reality check in my dream. ---A little perspective of the Dream--- There is this...Gap. I cannot tell precisely where i did the RC, but i did; Yet the dream was the most unstable thing i have ever dreamed of, perhaps the because was the combination of hours in front of the PC, plus the tiredness and the fact that i woke up late for work and could not write anything down in my physical journal. I swear i tried to write it down, but it was just a waste, i was in hurry and "relax and remember" were a joke at the moment. Now, to the mistery, what was going on...My dream ---Inside the Dream--- ~It came to life. A gigantic-big-as-hell-mostruous-gigantic train. The railroad, was made of Jacaranda and Gold My friend <PERSON> and i was inside the room. The day is bright, the sky is blue, yet in her eyes i can see the insecurity of this situation. As always, she wants sex. Nothing personal, i am a love deity in this world after all. I look at my fingers, they are blurry. "Maybe i am a little drunk, that is all" There Is a big clock in the room. It is past 5. There Is a big sun in the sky. It is 1 PM. "Oh" i said. There Is a big clock in the room. It is 1 of the clock The sun vanished. The world is in full darkness. That was just me, trying my powers. Now that i am almighty. The train now is a castle, there is lots and lots and lots of masonic symbolism. There is another girl, <PERSON>. I rush to take her . . . . 03/02/2012 - 07:26 AM Mom: "You are late" My dream was lost.Forever.