There is a conspiracy

On the rare occasions when our dreams succeed and achieve perfection - most dreams are bungled - they are symbolic chains of scenes and images in place of a narrative poetic language; they circumscribe our experiences or expectations or situations with such poetic boldness and decisiveness that in the morning we are always amazed at ourselves when we remember our dreams. We use up too much artistry in our dreams - and therefore often are impoverished during the day.

well, so to speak...what'cha wanna tell me with that, mon?!

You cannot steer dreams.
What shall one change in your opinion to this?
I would be interested in it.