I've been practising it for a few years now and I've pretty much mastered it. I really enjoy it, and I like being able to explore my dream worlds and test out different things and ideas inside of them. Plus it's just amazing how everything can look, sound, feel, smell, and taste SO REAL.
I get to have some of the most amazing dreams, but also some of the most terrifying nightmares. You can't really have one without the other. Both are equally interesting, for me. For example...
I'm in a hotel. I don't know how I got there, but I know that it's a dream. I decide to explore the hotel. I find the elevator, and take it to various floors. With each floor the hotel looks worse and worse. The place is falling apart. It's turning into a Silent Hill environment. I step out into a large room. Zombies appear, and start walking towards me. The zombies stop, seemingly forget that I'm there, and begin to have sex with each other on the ground. It's really fucking weird so I close my eyes and meditate (which usually allows me to move to a different dream, as it does in this case). I open my eyes. I'm being chased my penguins. I realize that I know how to time travel, so I (somehow) use this skill. I'm in library of my old elementary school. I leave the library and step out into the foyer. Santa Claus comes into the school from outside. He has a gun. So do I. I have a shoot out with Santa Claus. I win. I walk out to the parking lot of the school where I see my ex-boyfriend sitting in a car. I meet with him. He has acid. I eat 5 tabs. We start walking around my town, I can feel the acid kicking in. My ex is trying to get me to hold his hand and get back together with him and stuff, but I'm not at all interested. We're both tripping balls and he starts losing his grip on reality. I get tired of his shit so I leave him to go off on my own. I run into an old friend, who recognizes that I'm tripping, and we go to an amusement park together. The people all turn in to animals. I get confused and fade out. I'm lying in my bed, at home. I think the dream is over. I get up and have a shower. It feels totally real, especially the texture of the towel I use. I go downstairs. In my backyard, it's day time. In my front yard, it's night. I freak out. I'm lying in my bed, at home. I get up and go downstairs. I see my dad and ask him what day it is. He says it's Wednesday the September of July. I'm lying in my bed. I'm scared to get up because I have no idea if I'm dreaming or not. Finally I get up and touch things in my room. It all feels real. I go downstairs. My older brother is home. He should be away at university. I'm lying in my bed. I get up and go downstairs. I look out the window and see a car with two men drive up to my house. The men get out of the car, open the back doors, and let out a bunch of children carrying classical instruments. The children begin to perform a symphony on my driveway. I'm standing in a university lecture hall. I listen to the lecture for a bit, but I can't understand anything the prof is talking about. I notice a girl I went to high school with is in the room. Her and I go into a back room and have really awesome sex. I'm riding a motorcycle in the desert. I come to an isolated abandoned factory. I go inside and discover a large number of people are inside making illegal opium-derived drugs. They notice me and decide it would be best to kill me so that I can't tell anyone about their operation. Everyone has guns, including me, and an action packed shoot out throughout the factory starts. Midway through, I discover that we're actually filming a movie, and that it's being directed by Hideaki Anno, of all people. I wake up.
And you too can do things like that every night, with a lot of practice