I can not tell you how to do it. You are under influence from them. The ones that guard dreams. They take form, any shape they want. They influence your dream reality for you. Keeping you in the matrix.
Breaking this seems to be a self realization that you are dreaming, and in fact, you have the same control methods they do. But they are telepathic and keep you in a daze of accepting weirdness. Ever see bizarre shit in a dream and accept it as perfectly normal? That's them.
I fought one once. Only once did I take over total 100% control of the dream. I was essentially a god.
I made a white marble room. Made food for myself. Pushed a wall of the room away to reveal water I wanted. The thing came over the water. I wasn't making it.
It was round, big and had tentacles. Sometimes it was purple, or white. Then it started changing shapes trying to confuse me. It did something to my mind, and I began to forget. The world around me began to transform into a city street. NO. I pushed back. I began to attack it with fire, lightening, and concrete blocks. I crushed it, I flayed it, it screamed in agony but I could not kill it.
As a last resort it hit me. With something that woke me up.
I hate them. They are dream wardens with rules. The dreamscape is a place. We all go there. We can control bits of it. But they control most of it. I hope to fight one again someday.
They are my mortal enemy. Otherwise? I would lord over it all.