What are you talking about?

I am talking about a dream; a dream that cannot be forgotten. I dream that ever time you wake up,
you remember this, so you feel happy, but immediatly after you feel sad, because remember that
this is a delusion.
A don't understand..
So you feel that all of your dreams are just a collection of delusions of your mind or better, of
your soul, or spirit, whatever. You try to feel these things in the physical reality, but you can't, then
you feel as an incapable man, and all that you want is die Don't say this again, no more, you listen me?
Why? Why I can't say just what I think about myself?
You don't know what you think about yourself, neither I know what if I ever thinked some think
like this, of this nature.
If you could feel, at least, what I mean, maybe you would cognize. Oh God why I can't simply
identify the truth!
Tell me why - why we were made so limited, and why some thoughts can't exists in reality as are
so clearly in our minds! Do you think that we can make our proper reality?
Oh darling, I don't know... well, yes I guess, ?
I have heard that yes, the world around us is formed by our minds. The union of all thoughts will
form the reality that we see in physical world.
But about me, - or better - about us, you don't think that we doesn't exist, do you?
Of course not, just a crazy would speak a garbage like this.