The most important topic ever; mental species (pun intended)

Hypothetical situation.

You have a gift. You're a Dreamer.
You can see glimpses of the future, have visions of parallel universes, gain insight to a lot of possibilities. A number of your fantasies may (or will) turn to reality, potentially right in your here & now (your own timeline/lifeline/universe), and you can't help but feel that you are responsible for the existence of the subject.
It's very Matrixy, but lately it feels like it's possible to actually fabricate things into existence within the boundaries of reality.

I still feel bad (previous butthurt topic / puzzle) about "losing" a perfect (unintentionally into reality) fabrication (and discovery) of mine, but the fact that my mind is capable of rendering perfect possibilities, people, happenings, feels overly divine. Apart from the basic ego, it also makes me feel guilty. Plus, super depressed that I can't use it to magically cure cancers of the world (that's kinda surreal). Well, I'm not such a powerful wizard yet.
Argue (pfpfshshfoohfshr no pls) that if I lost it it was not perfect at all, ever - but it was, is, will be. It's the perfect-est series of events ever, the way I lost it is perfectly understandable because it was... meant to... happen.
Hurts? Still perfect.
Perfection.

Hereby I justify a divine platonic love, drowning in the sea of saliva.
N e v e r  F o r g e t.

Next time I'll just make a kickstarter campaign and harness money with no effort to make it mine the easy way. I want a slice of the cake of my fabrications IRL you know, I usually don't expect too much from life, but that doesn't mean I'm not annoyed by it at times.

P.S.: Search sauce for some shitty shit.

+ some smooth music