Sunday, May 16, 2010


I'm not a Goth, but I like the Gothic look on other people. In this dream, though, I was dressed like a Goth, with several piercings as well. I was wearing a fantastic black dress and boots. There was a young guy with me, another Goth. He was my friend, and we were having a good time.

We had to take a bus, and for some reason bus drivers didn't want to pick us up. My friend and I had to walk, feeling rather discriminated (not sad, though, we were way too cool for that).

Oh well. That's the price you pay for being different. Next time, I hope my friend and I get a motorcycle. And we'll mock those stupid bus drivers as we make them eat the dust. Ha! >:-D

G. E.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010


Don't ask me how this dream started, but somewhere in the middle of it I was running through the city... all naked! Some cops were chasing me. I got into my old school, stole a teacher's coat and searched for a secondary exit the cops didn't know. But the cops were still after me, so I stole a vehicle and drove right into the ocean. I wanted the cops to suppose I had drowned, but although the vehicle sank, the cops saw me and sent a helicopter. I swam along the coast, searching for a good spot to get out of the water. By the way, the ocean was full of sharks, but somehow I knew that they wouldn't try to eat me. I wasn't totally sure, though, so I left the water as soon as possible and kept running. The cops still followed. I was kinda angry at that point; I mean, such a fuss because I was running naked a while ago? Didn't they have real criminals to worry about? I finally came to a house, and there I was safe at last. Whew!

G. E.

Friday, May 7, 2010


A very weird dream again. You see, I was in some kind of group formed by young women. Our mission was to solve problems, and I mean very strange problems. So, we jumped into some kind of wagon and headed to our destiny. There we found a giant black monster with many arms and tentacles. A very angry alien monster, because his son had disappeared. Our task was to find the baby monster.

We started looking for the baby monster. I was new in the group, so I wanted to impress my partners by finding the baby monster all by myself. I met some kids and asked them if they had seen the baby, and what he looked like. The kids answered that they had seen the baby indeed, and pointed to a certain direction. They also told me that the baby wasn't black, and he didn't have tentacles either. The baby was pink, they told me. I thanked the kids and kept looking for the baby monster.

There were several houses nearby, many of them with basements. I thought that maybe the baby monster was hiding in one of those basements, and I entered the house of a very creepy old lady. I didn't tell her what I was looking for, 'cause I didn't trust her at all. When she wasn't looking at me, I went down the stairs.

There were several human kids there. They had been kidnapped by the creepy old lady. And the baby monster was there as well! He was pink indeed, with a very strange, bulbous face. Actually, the baby was only a head. I picked him up, and several legs sprouted from his neck. He has harmless, though.

I saved the kids and returned the baby monster to his dad. Mission accomplished!

I love happy endings :-)

G. E.

Saturday, May 1, 2010


In this dream, I was again with a group of students. A professor took us to a building which turned out to be a prison owned by Nazis (those darned Nazis again!; why do they keep showing up in my dreams?). The professor left us alone, 'cause he had to talk with someone there. The students and I waited for a long time, and we started to worry. We were next to a cell, and there was a rotten corpse there, so thin it was obvious the poor man had starved to death. The guards looked at us in a very upsetting way, too, so we decided we couldn't wait any longer for the professor, we had to escape from there at once.

We ran. I jumped over some trucks (wow, I didn't know I could do that), and then I saw a flying pony coming my way. I jumped over him, and the pony took me to a safe place.

Believe me, that winged pony was the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life. It was white, quite hairy, but all fluffy and soft as cotton, with blue eyes. I petted him for a long time, since it was so soft and beautiful. I thanked him for saving me, and he said, "You're welcome." I said, "Hey, you can talk!" and the pony answered, "Yes, but it's a secret. Don't tell anyone." (Okay, I'm telling you right now, but I didn't tell anyone in my dream, and that's what really matters, right?) Then the pony went away.

Now I miss him!! Did I mention it was soft and cute? I want him baaaaack!!!!

G. E.