six a.m., I know this because I looked at the clock upon waking, and I do realize the dream symbolism of "one's hopes and dreams come crashing to the floor" but this was very strange, and it followed from a 37 Elizabeth Road dream minutes earlier where I'm about to cage-fight an unbeatable foe in the living room. I remember practicing my ineffectual kicks on the faux-green-leather tall arms of the couch that used to be there when I lived there.I couldn't win.
And then this 767(?) dream. It was on the news and there was loads of footage from all angles. But the one I saw it was coming in face on, and it looked like a normal runway landing. Plane came in then BOUNCED off the runway, seemed to ripple and buckle and burst into flames. The live camera angle swung round as this commercial plane actually assumed the pose of a DYING SWAN; its wings flopping back and its 'neck' i.e. all the front length of it, lolled back and shattered into flame.
This side-on view showed that this 767(?) had landed on the Highway in a Residential area just outside New York and it TORE THROUGH THE COMMUNITY. Of course, I've not looked at the news yet, because I'm not psychic, and I've come to terms with this being a more 'personal statement' about goals and ambition than some spooky sort of predictive 'second sight'.
I guess I should just prepare myself for RUIN-NATION.
