Communicating with Luce is not as hard as it sounds. Maybe its just like that for me, but I actually find it difficult to tune him out. From what I've experienced with my own encounters with Luce, its really about accepting your flaws and wrong-doings, and knowing that he doesn't care. Even that, although you may not be proud of the bad decisions you've made, he is. It may help to talk to him out loud. I find that I can feel his prescence more strongly at night, and all you have to do is be honest with him. Lying to Luce won't do you any good anyway, because I've discovered that at least in my situation, he knows everything I say, do, think, and feel, sometimes before even I know. I have had several encounters with Lucifer. Actually, its been sort of a constant encounter. I've seen Lucifer (I've come to call him Luce, for short) as a large white dog. Every time I've seen the dog, it- he has smiled at me. He has solid black eyes that don't reflect light, and when he stares at you, its like he's seeing into your soul. It's very intimate and extremely disturbing. I saw the dog for the first time in my life when I was 12 years old and ever since then, it feels as if Luce is always with me, especially at night when I'm alone. When this happens, I can not see him, but I can feel him with me. I talk to him, usually not out loud, but we argue and talk about a lot of things. He seems to know everything that I say, think, do, or feel, so I can't keep anything from him. In order for you to understand why I've done what I've done, you need to know about my sister. She's 3 years older than me and she used to be my best friend. We were both raised in a small, hick/gossip-filled town. You know, the kind where everyone knows what happened as soon as its done. Well, I got out, and she didn't, and it turned her into one of those people. The small-town, dead-end, gossip-addicted people. But that's only half the reason that we fought. We used to be so close, like two complete polar opposite forces of nature. But we lost that because of so many things. A couple weeks ago, Luce came to me with a... proposition. In a nutshell, I could have that relationship with my sister back forever, in exchange for my soul. Now, you must understand that my sister is my best friend, my confidant, my rock. Without her, I wouldn't have a chance in hell. So of course, I had no choice. And guess what, my sister called me the next day. We've begun to work on our relationship. We're actually friends again. You should know that she's seen the dog too. I don't think she's ever had an encounter with Luce like I have, but she's seen the dog several times, and she knows who he is, just as I do. Kathryn does not know about my deal with Lucifer, and I don't ever want her to. Anyway, since I... for lack of a better term, sold my soul, I've felt the need to see him. The way I imagine Lucifer as a man is not how most people picture him. I picture him as beautiful, blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect in every way. Because he's the Prince of Lies, of trickery, of deceit and manipulation. People are more likely to trust a beautiful person, and after all, he was an angel.