The only reason driving me to this cultivated ability is that I will be able to master my mind, or at least be a few steps closer to understanding myself and my own being. The one who can master their hidden abilities will flourish, this brain, this mind, this consciousness, your own being. For what are we when this 'self' is gone, and just a pack of meat and bones rests behind what once blossomed and lived. My life so far is driven by the thirst of knowledge, the stars, the earth, the brain, all enchanting as they are the world around us. We underestimate our powers, our skills, and have seemingly long forgotten what we are made of.

My own grudge is realizing that I am dreaming when actually dreaming, but not taking that extra step to become fully conscious, as if this invisible wall is blocking my path. Once I did feel stuck between these two worlds, I was having a tough night sleeping, resting on my back then I desperately shuffled trying to seek sleep somehow. Then my heartbeat quickened, my hearing doubled, this bright light seemed to shine right before my closed eyelids, my body felt this immediate sizzling rush within my veins; and as quick as it appeared, it was gone. That was some months ago, I've given up writing my dreams for I have been busy lately, but I only mean to finally get there and evolve.