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How to Induce Lucid Dreaming

A lucid dream is any dream in which one is aware that one is dreaming. The phenomenon was referred to by Greek philosopher Aristotle who observed: “often when one is asleep, there is something in consciousness which declares that what then presents itself is but a dream”.

One of the earliest historical references to personal experiences with lucid dreaming was by Marie-Jean-Léon, Marquis d’Hervey de Saint Denys. The person most widely acknowledged as having coined the term is Dutch psychiatrist and writer Frederik (Willem) van Eeden (1860–1932).

In a lucid dream, the dreamer has greater chances to exert some degree of control over their participation within the dream or be able to manipulate their imaginary experiences in the dream environment. Lucid dreams can be realistic and vivid. It has been shown that there are higher amounts of beta-1 frequency band (13–19 Hz) experienced by lucid dreamers, hence there is an increased amount of activity in the parietal lobes, making lucid dreaming a conscious process.

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Chapter 20. A few hours ago.
Lina.

- Listen, Vick, you insist on asking me every week for a date and I refuse you every week. You yourself are not tired of it yet?
I looked sideways at the student who was hovering next to me. How many times do I still have to deny him so that he understands that I’m not going to agree to his proposal? Maybe I should not be bragging about my relationship with Denis? Something, probably, I would be calmer, at least in the fact that the sticky classmate did not come to me with such speed.

- No,- I repeated. - I’m not going out on a date with you. Why me? Are there so many beautiful girls around? You’re a nice guy, with you, anyone will happily go!
- But I chose you, Lina!
- he answered fervently, and I rolled my eyes.
- You yourself are without a boyfriend! - he continued. - Do you have such strict parents? I often see that your father takes you!


I turned in confusion to him. Father? Ooh, how furious would Denis be now if he heard it!
- Well, or brother,- he corrected himself. - In any case, let me talk with your parents, they will understand that I am very positive, and you can calmly walk with me. I even promise to return you no later than ten in the evening!
I gritted my teeth. Tired!
- I’m an orphan, - I hissed, - and I have only a sister.  And “father” is my future husband, so that you will know!
“Well, or something like that,” - I mentally added. Proposals to me Denis did not, and maybe never will, but I now was brought to the last boiling point. Father or brother! Same it was necessary so to say!
- And anyway, it’s time for me! - I ran out of the audience, fastening the jacket as I went. Hurry to Denis!
I already jumped out onto the porch and noticed Denis in the distance, rubbing his frozen hands and was overjoyed. Now I run up to him, he will hug me and everything will be fine.
- Come on, Lina! - Victor overtook me and grabbed my hand.
- What else? Leave me alone, please!
Instead of answering this … nasty type just grabbed me in an armful and kissed it. The kiss was wet and somehow slippery and I instantly broke away and panic looked to where Denis was standing. In the fact that he saw it, I did not even doubt it. For a moment he was still standing, and then walked away with a quick step. How can he so quickly manage to walk with him, not too successfully fused leg after a fracture in his youth?
- Denis! - I called out. What to do? I will now catch up with him and how can I explain that this is not what he thought?
Vick still held me, I yanked my hand and lost my balance on the poorly cleaned slippery steps. The pain came instantly, but my mind mercifully decided to leave me.

**
I opened my eyes and looked around the university health center. Outside the window began to grow dark. How long have I been here? I panicked, I lost so much time, and yet Denis … Who knows what will come to his shaggy head!
I hardly slid down from my bunk. The whole body was a bruised bruise, but I managed to crawl out of the clinic, rejoicing that the doctor was not there. That’s why he will be surprised when he sees an empty room.

I got to Denis’s apartment with difficulty, having caught on the way all possible traffic jams. The man’s phone was disconnected, and I nervously gnawed my nails, imagining WHAT it could do.
* I wish you were alive, if only you was alive * - I whispered to myself. * Psycho abnormal, do not you dare do anything with yourself, do you hear, you idiot? *
Forces no longer existed and I just dared to hope that he would understand everything, or at least not push me away …

**
I opened the apartment door and immediately came across the boiling anger of Anya. I moaned mentally. The woman looked unapproachable and I realized that she would let me go to Denis, if only a miracle would happen. But I still tried to pass by her, but Anya, without saying a word, pushed me away. Then she held out her hand and said briefly:
- The keys.
- I will not give it up,
- I snapped and squeezed the keys harder. My  bruised fingers ached, but I decided - then, then …
- All right,- Anne nodded and twisted me, tearing the keys from her palm.
I straightened, panting. The keys drowned in the pocket of Anna’s cardigan and I could only look at them sadly. But maybe I can persuade her to miss me? .. I will not be able to fight her. Or maybe it’s worth shouting?
- Do not be horrible,- the woman warned me, guessed my thoughts. - Denis sleeps with temperature and I absolutely do not want him to wake up.
Temperature? .. He is ill? I frowned.
- Then you should especially let me pass to him.
-Why, Lina? He told me everything. And I, like him, are tormented by one question - why did not you tell Denis in person that you no longer want to be with him? Are you afraid of responsibility, what do you have to bear? I already told you that he is not an ordinary man!

- Nonsense! - I cried out. - This idiot understood everything wrong! How could he even imagine that I would be with another?
Anya shrugged her shoulders and said firmly:
- Go away, Lina. Whether he understood everything correctly or not, it does not matter. Enough of him … all the experience.
- You still love him, do not you?
- I asked. - Do you hope that I’ll leave and he’ll definitely be yours now? You in fact know, that so will not be!

Raising her slender hand, Anya gave me a short and angry slap. I raised my hand to my cheek in bewilderment and stared at the woman.
- Go away!  - she repeated. - Enough of my brother’s suffering!  I will not let you ruin his life!
The word “brother” hung in the air and I suddenly understood everything. There is no love between them, but Anya will always stand guard over his interests. Because it has been so since childhood - the girl grew up with the realization that she should protect an unusual boy, because he is not like everyone else. An unladylike, misunderstood, with a constant bad luck in life. And she was so drawn into this concern about him that she began to think that she loved him. But now she has started to see and I saw how hard it is for her …
I looked at the woman with pity and, it seems, she caught it in my eyes. She again irritatedly shrugged her shoulders and began to push me out the door. I tried to resist, but the forces were unequal. After a few moments, I was already looking at the closed door.
I kicked the door and tried again to call Denis. Useless. It seems that now I lost this round.
- Nothing,- I informed the door. - He will not be ill forever. He is not going anywhere from me.

**
I got to the hostel when it was already dark outside. My only desire was to get to the bed and, not undressing, fall asleep.
But, the first person I saw when I entered the building was a sister who was walking unevenly near the wall.
- Kate? - I was unpleasantly surprised. - What are you doing here?
- I want to talk to you,- said the nurse nervously.
I sighed wearily. It seems that today I can not rest.

The sister was silent for a long time in the room. I looked at her with dislike. She never loved me and always stressed it. I was jealous of my mother, arranging hysterics and as a result of my mother’s attention I got crumbs.
I got angry.
- Katya, or you’ll tell me why you came or go! I already had a hard day!
My sister still hesitated and said listlessly:
- I came to apologize. Well … for everything.
Old grievances flared up in me and I hissed:
- For all? Do you really think that one apology is enough? You did not give me any opportunity to be with my mother and as a result I grew up almost alone; you drove me out of the house, and now you want me to forgive you?
I stopped. Sister looked at me pleadingly.
- Lina, forgive me! I know that it’s my fault, but the past can not be fixed, and I … I found a cancer, like my mother, and I realized that I need to apologize to you now, but what if it’s too late?
I fell into a frightened silence. My mother died long and painfully and, somewhere very deep down, I experienced relief from her death, because no one deserved such a disease, stifling, enveloping, without hope.
I straightened my shoulders. Be patient, Denis, I think I have to sort it out first.

**
Studies, part-time, support of my sister … In the evenings, I came to the hostel and could not sleep for a long time from exhaustion, looking at the ceiling with unseeing eyes. And when I managed to sleep, I dreamed of Denis and in the morning I got up completely broke. His phone was still stubbornly silent and I gradually stopped calling him. After a while, I began to doubt whether this man was in my life and only cursed dreams did not allow me to completely forget him.
But I still loved him.


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