I could have let go and dissolve. Being absolutely certain that I would "wake up" from this reality-dream. Being absolutely certain that this is the dream, and the molecule wakes you up. All I had to do was nothing, accept. just let the cold still silent and infinite water envelope me as colors and symbols exploded in rotating patterns. My body knew that. I had been there before. I had memory of it...like when you wake up and remember the last seconds of a dream. But reversed. I was remembering the last seconds of my life-dream. But I fought that. And slowly the dream went from being a thought, a concept to be water like, then fluid like, with colors and sounds, then solid and convincing as the reality we see everyday. Just like reality is convincing when you wake up from a dream. But I can still feel that cold peaceful wat3er in my spine, every time I think about it.