Update and First Follower!

Seeing that my profile views jumped from 90, to 122 overnight, makes me think you guys are more interested in this train crash than my actual dreams. Oh well, here's a small summary of what the breaking news said today.

Basically, a passenger train (which we rarely have come through here) hit something. (Not really news, but whatever.) Continuing with the summary...apparently upon impact, the train derailed, fell on its side, and grinded (grounded? I don't know...) to a halt, 300 yards after the actual derailing. Everyone was okay, except for this one little girl. According to her mother, when it was her turn to climb out of the the train (with the aid of firemen of course), her daughter was nowhere to be found. The conductor is currently being investigated for drug or alcohol abuse. The reporter said that he continued to ask the firemen if they found the "man who was hit". Police speculate the train hit an 18 wheeler.

You should see the town. It's covered in missing girl flyers. Also, sorry I couldn't get any pictures. The police were there alllllllll day yesterday, and this morning. They wouldn't let anyone get close. Anyway, it wouldn't matter, my camera's battery was out of juice.

Now, for my first follower. I wasn't expecting a uh..."proxiehunter", but beggars can't be choosers. Welcome!

Log #6 The First Lucid Dream

"A dream which is not interpreted is like a letter which is not read."

Dream: 

Note: Before I tell you about this dream, please note I was aware of that I was dreaming, however, I had no control of my dream. This is common for the first couple of lucid dreams, so if it happens to you DON'T BE DISCOURAGED :]! Also, please bear with the in-text notes. I don't really use them, but this dream was a little hard to read and understand from my journal. Thanks!

I was in the woods, walking along a path with my best friend Scott. We were exchanging small talk throughout the walk, but nothing I could remember. I looked down at my wristwatch, and it said 5:30. I checked it again, and it said 11:15. (This is where I began to realize I was dreaming) 

The trees began to grow taller and the leaves fell from the tree faster than anything I had seen. My dream was changing. I turned to look at Scott but instead met face to face with a small boy in a bunny mask. (I think this was the same type of mask from my other dream. It's common to have certain objects re-appear in your dreams.) I was holding his hand for some reason. I asked him who he was, but there was no response. (In my journal, I wrote " Tried to lift his mask a little. Underneath was..." where the description of what was under the mask was supposed to be, was scribble. So I guess I must have forgotten) Actually, it seemed like I knew who he was. I continued to walk with this alleged stranger, till the path ended at a giant tree. I stopped and looked around. All the trees were now black as ink, as well as their leaves. The only way to distinguish them from the night sky was the eerie fog that had crept in. (It should also be noted that throughout this dream, even with the ominous background, I did not feel scared or insecure.)

The child let go of my hand and ran to the big tree, jumping over its roots. It stopped and turned its head towards me. Something began to move from behind the tree...I don't know what exactly. Then I heard a loud noise...

BOOM. Woke up to my alarm clock. Don't know whether to call this a lucid dream or a lucid nightmare. Anyway, like I previously posted, I'm going to go check out that train crash soon.

Till tomorrow,

William

Train Crash?

So, I'm sitting here trying to decipher what I wrote this morning in my ACTUAL dream journal (which is exciting giving that it was actually LUCID!), when I hear this extraordinary sound! The only way I could describe it would be a fusion of a fog horn and a train horn. It was actually pretty loud. Felt like it shook the house a little...

Anyway, that's not the cool part. After the horn sound was this loud crash. At first I thought "Hmmm, someone must have gotten into a really bad wreck", but then seven or eight police cars went zooming by my house. Now when do seven or eight police cars go to a car wreck? Never! Then it struck me...I live right next to a railroad. It must have been the train that hit something.

I know this has nothing to do with dreams, but how often do you hear, or better yet, see a train crash?

Exactly.

I'm going to head down there once all of the police are gone and take a few pictures for you guys. Should be cool, as long as no one was hurt.

Log #5

"Some colors exist in dreams that are not present in the waking spectrum."

Dream:

Didn't sleep.

Note: Just so you guys know, yesterday was my best friends birthday. We did our annual all-nighter. However, I'm still going to log just to stay in the habit.

Till tomorrow.

William

Log #4

"The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don't know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened."

Dream (almost Lucid again!):

I was running back and forth from my house, through the back gate, ended up near a volcano, to a fissure in the volcano that lead down to an amazing paradise, back to the house. Each time i had more suitcases. I think we were running from...well...the apocalypse. It was me, my sister, and my best friend Scott. Every time I would run back, I would see my sister wrapping stuff in bubble wrap, and putting said object being wrapped in a box. I would then run it to the fissure drop it down and run back. My dad was also there, after the last run. Though I don't remember much because I was beginning to wake up.

Note: The reason why this dream was also almost lucid, is because I remember having the dream, WHILE I was in the dream. I remembered that under the fissure was paradise and not volcanic lava. When I looked down into the fissure in my dream, I said "I knew it".

Till tomorrow,

William