Magic Carpet Ride

Oh no, I'm falling now, what a total drag!
I think my flying carpet has caught another snag.
There goes the bottom now, torn from under me.
I sink into the hole and my descent is all i see.

I feel like if I grab at the unravelling bits of string,
I'll widen the hole further, and could lose everything.
But if I don't I'll surely fall to a quick and painless death.
Which is better? I sadly wonder, hung on baited breath.

Down I fall deep into these feelings of despair,
When I notice that I'm comfortably sitting on the air.
It's the carpet blowing up above, and not me falling under!
Is the carpet powerless and I the source of wonder?

My spirits rise, and far below, the world grows small and teeny,
I fly according to my will, for I'm the mighty Genie!
Mind over Matter? It doesn't matter, for Mind is all that matters!
And in my mind there is a world, which Nature only flatters.

I can't escape this Hell, because it's all inside my head,
But I have the power to change this Hell into something nice instead.
There's no destruction, no creation, for there is only change,
And my destiny is just a puzzle that I can rearrange.