I want to share my experience of last night.
I was taken to dreamland, where I have been before. Where every wish, every desire is fulfilled, a world to play.
Death offered me the opportunity to live in this fantasy land forever, of I died then and there.
I turned him down, because I would miss my family here on planet earth.
A flying pig then gave me fairy dust to return to fantasy land whenever I want!
Lucid dreams are where you have total control and you know it's a dream. I have these quite often, and its apart of my life. This place is real to me, but I can only go there occasionally.
Well, I may even go there every night, but I don't always remember.
We spend half our lives dreaming. It is a big part of our lives.