A dream is a true thing. Truer than we are. Every night, we appear as unwitting players in the dream’s drama. The true thing that generates our dreams and subverts our sense of reality is our neurology. How weird is that? Not weird at all. It’s wholly natural and ordinary. But what is it? What are we? I feel obliged to state the obvious: The brain is the only object in the known universe that wonders what it is. That wondering is a true thing. It can take us into a lucid state while dreaming. And then, there are two. The dreamed is real. The dreamer is real. The willful space between them is unnatural and extraordinary. How spooky is that for the neurology when we confront it in a lucid dream? Right? For hundreds of millions of years, neurology has been in full command of the dreaming mind. Are we not the first species to interrupt the dream’s drama? The lucid state is not merely a curiosity. It is a revolution. Literally. The dreamed revolving to face the dreamer. The effect interrogating the cause. So, what have we found? Presence. And another true thing we will never know.