Psionik

I flew above earth... I felt big... and small at the same time. I felt love... I felt sadness... as I looked down to earth. My shining white long wings carried me slowly forward... At the same time I saw some russian commander planing destruction... small touch sensitive bomblets looking like candies... smiling devilishly... At the same time I saw destruction. Destroyed houses... I saw dead people... Lonely children. Impassive soldiers in tanks... desperate people... pain... And I wept. My tears were falling down like rain... I flew and I wept... I loved them all. I couldn't help anybody, I was ethereal...

Remarks:
Sad experience...
My wings were hundreds of meters long.
As I flew, I didn't move my wings.
WILD with about 20 subjective minutes length.