DreamVision- Flying Within Flight

  This is how the unexpected looks like..... I cannot capture it in my small dreamcatcher and compress them within because they are so small, the little emotions of anxiety and the small intuition that prevents me from throwing myself over the window.... My flying class is over... Let me awake from this troubled dream... And it hits me... the stunning light of reality, my eyes so full of sleep roll over everything they can percept and the running representation of what I previously had in mind vanishes into an abstract quite far away from the current zone...
   I'm on an aircraft which has been flying for five hours and I am preparing for three more in which I also have to quickthink a landing strategy. The marvelous computer invented to guide my flight while I go on another extra journey to explore the back of my mind , has done a propper job yet the indicators stay the same. It is then I realise my machine is flying but going nowhere.. Stuck up in the air in my peacefulness I try to write a song over the key controllers... It is time to land somewhere... anywhere and nowhere at the same time .... My soul who now walks away from me shows an ironic smile and takes my person cracked and discarded over my dreamcatcher just like broken glass, like a superstition, like a premonition, like the colours of betrayed art.... and my art is looking towards my soul and I, both expecting to hold on to the wings of an archangel and instinctively, my thoughtless fingers press any button there can be found to change the course of destiny.... The wings are angry and they beat so hard that I come to think I am on the back of a fantastic bird, flying towards dystopia, so let her fly wherever she wants... there will be somewhere to go as there is no link to the control tower... Then I turn around and feel myself shaking... There is a loud voice :
* Captain!! Please awake!! We have to land!! ˆ ... And I wasn't only dreaming... my catcher is gone, I cannot find it however at the moment I do not feel like touching the artefact ... not now... Landing by force... I am tired... Yet for now I do not wish to dream again unless I find out the exact state of the place I am travelling to... I might some day bring something to life that could link my worlds in perfect harmony... till then I shall only touch my artefact with gloves.......