I've always lucid dreamed. Like, since I was five, possibly younger. I don't' know if you've heard of 'Mall World' but I was a regular.
What I realized was, 1, I can't trust these 'gods' and 2, I need to seek out they daddy,
Astrology is a legit science, but it's given to us by bad actors.
Never heard of "Mall World," though I’ve seen many worlds; from metaphysical places, past/present/future locations on Earth, to alien worlds in far-future time periods (trillions of years ahead, circling a blue dwarf star). As for the alien worlds with different appearances, orbiting various types of stars, I’ve researched through astral physics and had them confirmed by scientific theory as being scientifically accurate.
I’ve also experienced being challenged and told, “No man allowed,” by a giant being at a threshold. I responded, “I am no man. I am a god,” and the being nodded in acceptance and let me through.
I’ve spoken to what I considered to be the creator, and asked questions that were answered in amusing parables and outright jokes.
I’ve walked into the dreams of others, and had them contact me later to ask if that was me. My wife didn’t like me doing it, and she had a valid point that I’ve taken to heart: “Entering another’s dreamscape is a massive invasion of privacy.” So I don’t do it anymore unless invited.
I’ve learned to create in what I can only describe as liminal realms, later entering the creation and exploring it.
I’ve even experienced my own previous incarnations and spoken to my next incarnation, who pulled me from an attempt to see my present incarnation’s past self. That incarnation affirmed the connection, and I came away from the experience in awe. I told my wife about it, and she said, “So, a continuation of your attempt at self-mastery in your next life.” A concise statement, reflecting what she’s noticed in my discussions with her about these experiences.
Oh, as for your being a lucid dreamer since you were five, I can easily see that being possible. I remember my first lucid dream from when I was six. I changed two rows of bushes into beautiful women because the bushes looked ominous. Then I changed the women back into bushes because they all had evil smiles on their faces. At the end, I understood that converting the bushes didn’t change their nature; it just made that nature easier to see. So I walked to the light at the end, looked up, and flew out, waking up.