Another me?

This might not belong here and may already have some similar information laying about, but to be honest I haven't looked all that hard here, there's just so much information! Whatever the case may be, I do not mind being moved or redirected as I'm being a bit impatient. Anyway, moving on...

To start with, I've never naturally attained Lucidity and really never gave much of a chance to techniques such as WILDs but became very interested in it a couple of years ago. So I decided to take a more simple, direct and rash approach and looked into Sleep Paralysis. What I did was sloppy and the results were evidence of that, to this day I don't really understand where the complications really lie.

I don't remember the gritty details but one morning (poor sleep schedule, going to bed in the morning hours) I decided to induce Sleep Paralysis by force, I'd heard it could be a terrifying experience and was a little reluctant to try, but I did it anyway. I've never been good with laying on my back which is probably why I attempted this on my side, resisting every urge to move and constantly repeating something in my head (I don't remember what it was exactly, but probably something along the lines of "I will Lucid Dream"). Strange sensations overcame my body, my mouth felt like it was going to overflow with saliva and the position of my right hand was terribly uncomfortable and started to feel painful and I eventually gave up.

I did not successfully do it, I left it at that and decided I'd try again sometime in the future. But something was up, up until this point I'd never lucid dreamed, nothing close. I was having a regular dream of mine (not the same theme or tone, but the basic fact I was not self aware) and at this time, I call this "the other me" simply because in my normal dreams It's more like watching a movie through my own eyes but It's more like I wake up and I'm hit with the details of the dream rather than experiencing it in real time. I have no idea if this is the usual or not, the only person I bounce dreams off of is my best friend whose been lucid naturally for as long as he can remember, he thought all people dreamed like he did.

Well, this dream cut short, it was almost like an old film reel being torn and the next thing I knew I was in this dusty, old room in disrepair and at this point it was still a regular dream, but then dream me held out his hands, palms facing out open-handed and WHAM, a huge tremor that made me aware and every cell in my body felt alive. I was lucid.

I didn't know what to do with myself but one thing was clear and has always resonated with me, everything was crisp - almost high def compared to my sight in my waking life, the air was fresh and I felt TRULY at peace, like everything was lifted off of my shoulders even things I wasn't aware of to the point I had nothing to worry about. This feeling is almost like a drug to me now, I want it very much but I've never been able to return to that place.

I investigated the room a little bit, there were some boarded up windows in the back letting in pure white light, lighting up all the dust particles in the air and there was only one way out, a doorway that led to a stairwell. I didn't really know what to do, I tried to conjure some random things up but nothing happened and after I was satisfied with my analysis of the room I decided to progress to the stairwell. I made it out the door and to the top of it where I remembered "OH! I've heard spinning keeps you anchored to the dream!" and I decided try it out and I guess I got overexcited and botched the whole thing because the moment I spun, I woke up instantly.

What happened here? Why does it seem like I* (*My dream self) took action by himself to do something so insane? Why did he jolt me "awake" to that room? It's been haunting me in a good way all of these years... It's always resonated as odd to me.

Afterwards was about a week or two of spotty, weak and unfocused lucid dreams, many false awakenings and simply waking up paralyzed hallucinating some crazy things until they eventually tapered off, I feel like I knocked something loose with my failed attempt at sleep paralysis.

Any thoughts?