Alas after 22 years of a rather trippy, unreal and crazy journey over 3 continents, about 10 months ago she got on her little 250 motorbike and got captured by the 'dark forces', that is her schizophrenic alter ego. Not sure if she'll ever snap back into her real self again. I'm currently trying to put out the results of the journey on my website.
What I'm getting at is that I don't think I'm going to get the opportunity to try this again which is a shame as it would be interesting to have someone who knows what's going on be able to communicate to a lucid dreaming person.
I just remembered how it happened, after what I thought was my final real awakening, I thought I was just lying in bed, there was no dreaming just blackness cause it was night and my eyes were closed. It was just like I was lying awake in bed with my eyes closed. Then suddenly the lights came on, (in my dream) and I was in a train carriage that was decked out like a dining car, without windows. It was then that I realised I was still dreaming and it was yet another false awakening but until the lights came on it was a real awakening in a sense that I knew where I really was.
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