Wednesday, December 21, 2011


Whew! Long time I don't dream anything worth writing down here. As I told you before, I just don't have any control over the process, but this blog is NOT dead in any way :-) (so stay tuned, please).

Well, last night I dreamed I was walking down some city. It was probably the city where I live, but it rarely looks as it really is. This time there were many more trees and a lot of shade, even if it was daytime. I was in the middle of a street, surrounded by houses and trees, and out of nowhere I heard some beautiful music. It changed as I thought about it, as if I created it with my own mind.

The plants around me started to grow with the music. Bright new leaves and vines and tendrils, then beautiful little flowers. I touched those delicate tendrils and they wrapped around my fingers like baby hands.

It was all amazingly beautiful. Like fairy magic. I'm curious about the music, because my room was silent and I had never heard anything like that, so I must have really created it in my mind. And I'm NOT a composer in real life, the same way I'm not an architect! Perhaps it's some kind of superpower I have only when I'm sleeping :-P

G. E.

Monday, October 31, 2011


Hey, somehow I managed to have two scary dreams around this date! I'm so proud of myself :-P

In the first dream, there was a little boy trapped in another dimension behind the mirrors. I broke the mirror to release him, but on the other side there were also a few white, red-eyed, evil creatures who wanted to cross to our dimension. I blocked the hole the best I could and got out of the house to get some help. And I found... Death! Yeah, Death itself agreed to help me to get rid of those pesky white creatures. On the way back we met some zombies. Death killed them using a rifle. Isn't that totally cool, Death killing zombies with a rifle??? :-D Unfortunately, somebody woke me up. But I bet Death finally managed to scare away those evil white things.

In the second dream, I was in some jungle and there were drug dealers. Of course, they were evil, and they kept a native woman as a slave, along with her helpless husband and her baby. I wanted to help the woman, so I fought the drug dealers... with a shovel. Which wasn't really a problem because I managed... well, to cut their heads off with said shovel. I bet you didn't know you could do that with a shovel, right? So, I rescued the woman and her family and I took them with me in a yatch (okay, maybe it belonged to those evil drug dealers, but they were dead anyway so they wouldn't need it anymore).

Happy Halloween!

G. E.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011


Do you remember a previous dream where I died by falling in a lava lake? It happened again.

First I was walking with a group of people. We were in the middle of a natural landscape with hills and trees, yet our guide told us a volcano had exploded there recently. We could see the magma underneath through a hole. I thought it was a very unsafe place to be, so I went away.

Then I was in my house. I went to the bathroom, and there was another hole in the floor. Again, there was a river of magma flowing underneath. I went to the kitchen. Next time I visited the bathroom, the whole room was sinking into the magma! Actually, the entire house was sinking, and I ran towards the front door, then got out of the house. But it was too late. The lava surrounded me, and I fell right into it (it felt like mud, though). Then I died. And I woke up.

Dang, that was scary!

G. E.

Saturday, July 9, 2011


Certainly I do the wildest things in my dreams. A few nights ago I met this beautiful and amazingly friendly African elephant, who allowed me to ride on his back. We were in India (even though it was an African elephant), and we saw a few caged tigers. All of them were sad and in an awful condition (a few cubs looked even sick), and the men who had caught them were pretty evil. So, my friend the elephant and I scared away the men and released the tigers. Happy ending!

Some time later I had another dream. The world had been invaded by vampires (again), and I was a vampire slayer (again). Just like Buffy. And the vampires would turn into ashes when I killed them. Then some other monster appeared, and it attacked us with fire balls (remember the game Doom?). We were trying to figure out how to kill it, but I think I woke up after that, for I don't remember anything else.

I hope next time I ride a dinosaur and fight some evil giant robots. That would be even cooler :-P

G. E.

Sunday, June 5, 2011


You know I use to dream with babies. This time there was a big family with several young women who had gotten pregnant at the same time so they would give birth at the same time as well. Why? I don't have a clue, but I didn't think this was a great idea. There weren't enough doctors to help all those pregnant women, so they asked me for help. I told them I was a VET, not a human doctor, so I was not allowed to intervene unless those babies were puppies. They didn't listen, so I had to help with those deliveries anyway, and suddenly I was surrounded by babies.

Gee, that wasn't funny at all. It was less funny, though, when in some other occasion I dreamed I was pregnant and I gave birth... through my ear!! Ouch!

G. E.

Friday, May 27, 2011


It's not often that a dream frightens me so much that I make a conscious effort to wake up myself. I like horror books and movies, so I have a high tolerance for scary situations.

This dream wasn't scary at the beginning. I visited some relatives, got some presents from an aunt, and went home. Then things changed. I was in an airport and a friend of mine had been wrongly accused of murder. Another friend and I ran away with her, to help her escape. We went to the basement, made a hole in a brick wall with our fists (yeah, that's what we did :-D), and disappeared. Then some time had happened, just like in a movie, and we had new identities and two cool cars. I jumped into one of those cars, which suddenly had turned into a van. Some other friends joined us for the trip, including a Tibetan monk (don't ask about the monk, I don't have the slightest clue).

That's when things started to become creepy. My friend the driver took us to a beautiful landscape with rocks and cliffs. He turned his head to say something (bad idea, the road was narrow), and suddenly the van was falling down a cliff. I thought we were going to die. Yet somehow the van jumped from one rock to another (which required some skill from my irresponsible friend the driver), and we were back on the road. I told the driver, "Don't take your eyes off the road ever again, you hear me??" He took his eyes off the road another couple of times, though, and again I yelled at him (stupid). Gee, that's how car accidents happen in real life.

The rocky landscape suddenly ended and we saw a forest of brown chimneys throwing black smoke into the atmosphere (which I thought was pretty disgusting). My friend kept driving and we saw a city that looked very much like New York. But it looked as if it had been abandoned for many years. There wasn't a single soul in there, not even wild animals or plants. I didn't like that. Something was terribly wrong. Yet my friend drove into the city and suddenly we were outside a factory. The van stopped. There was a huge, rusty metallic wall full of holes. And we heard a repeated noise, as if someone was hitting something. We also heard a sound of heavy breathing, echoing in the air. I thought that whomever was making that sound couldn't be human. I told my friend the driver, "Take us out from here. The sun is setting, I don't want to be here in the dark. There's something evil in there." My friend tried to follow my advice, but the van started to go down TOWARD the factory, and the sky turned darker and darker.

Have you ever yelled at a horror movie, "Don't be stupid, DON'T GO THERE!!?" Well, that's what I tried to do. I didn't want to go to that scary place, so I tried to wake up myself (yeah, I knew I was dreaming). I opened my eyes and I was in my bedroom. Yet I knew I was still dreaming, for things weren't quite right. This will sound weird, but there was a black rectangle with white stripes popping out from the covers, next to my face. I tried to wake up myself again, and again I knew it hadn't worked, for I kept seeing that black rectangle. I repeated this at least ten times. I yelled, "Mom, please wake me up!!" (it's always okay to call your mom when you're frightened), and she came to wake me up, but I was still dreaming. I woke up again inside the dream. I pulled the black rectangle to see what the darn thing was, and it was a piece of black leather that said, "Reasons why you should wear a bullet-proof vest." Oh, oh. That couldn't be a good sign. I woke up again in the dream, and now I was wearing that bullet-proof vest, and I was alone outside the factory I wanted to escape from. I lay down again, knowing that if I was wearing a bullet-proof vest, then probably somebody would soon come and shoot me.

And THEN I was able to wake up myself.

My dear readers, I'm very sorry I had to interrupt this dream like that. It would have been interesting to find out what was inside that creepy abandoned factory, but it was more than I could handle. I really hope you understand.

G. E.

Friday, May 20, 2011


This dream seemed to be happening in a not so distant future where the world had been invaded by giant (mutant?) vampire bats and people had to stay inside buildings during the night or dark days. Weird, huh?

So, I was some kind of savior. I was coming to a city, and I saw a big gray thing flying high: a giant vampire bat. Then came this lady in a flying unicorn and fought the bat, which flew away. That lady was a red-haired vampire, who apologized to me and hid inside a cave to escape from sunlight.

Anyway, I went inside a building and met some people. More giant vampire bats attacked us, and I discovered I had this cool superpower: I waved my hand at them and... their heads would be cleanly chopped off! I wasn't surprised, though.

A little girl was outside the building, unconscious and feverish. She had been bitten by a bat. I waved my hands again and made her levitate toward the door (another cool superpower!), so we could take her in. The bats were still trying to reach us through the thick glass. They were hairless and quite ugly (well, not that real bats are amazingly pretty anyway).

After that the sun shone again and the bats flew away. We all went outside to play and swim in the pool. Then a cloud hid the sun and the bats returned. Yay! More head chopping for me!

Gee, that was fun :-D

I'm still wondering if the vampire lady had something to do with all that. I never saw her again.

G. E.

Monday, April 11, 2011


Last night I dreamed I was walking through my neighborhood, and I found this house where two old ladies lived. The house was full of animals: birds (some in cages, some free), cats (a lot of them), and dogs (a few). Those ladies seemed quite nice and friendly, and they had some really beautiful birds. I petted an orange, tabby female cat which immediately liked me.

After a while I found out that those ladies didn't feed their animals. Instead, they let them eat each other. That shocked me a bit, even if in nature the food chain works that way.

Then I found out some other, uglier truth: these ladies were actually carnivores, and they ate their own cats (blame the movie "Hellboy 2" for that; I watched it last night).

Some hungry dogs came from some other place to eat these ladies' animals/dinner. A whole pack of them. I was afraid for my friend the tabby cat. But we all were able to scare away the dogs, and after that the ladies gave me the tabby cat... dressed in a cute white baby's dress. The poor cat didn't seem very happy with that, but at least she was safe, and came home with me.

Don't you love happy endings?

G. E.

Sunday, April 10, 2011


In this dream somebody gave me two Saint Bernard puppies. They were plush toys, though. Have you ever seen Saint Bernard puppies? Oh, they're amazingly cute. And so were my plush toys.

Still, after a while they started to move, as if they were actually breathing. "They must work with batteries," I said, yet everybody told me that they didn't, they were simple plush toys. Some minutes later they started to walk, and they wanted to be petted. "Are you sure they don't have batteries inside?" I asked again, and people kept saying no.

I didn't mind. Those Saint Bernard plush toys loved me, and they were as cute as real puppies. I cuddled them in my arms and was very happy with them, fake or not.

Then a real dog appeared. Some kind of rabid dog who didn't like my lovely Saint Bernard puppies. The dog attacked one of them, and I fought to save it. (Geesh, that was me fighting yet another rabid dog. That's getting annoying, if you ask me.) I held the rabid dog down, and... the dog lost its jaw. That was kinda creepy.

The plush toy had a long tear on its back, and right, there were no batteries inside, only plush. "No problem," I said, "I can sew it." It was going to be easier than sewing a real pup (which I can also do, though it's a lot bloodier, and I have to use anesthesia).

The dream ended there. And now I'm worried again about all those rabid dogs I've had to kill in dreams :-/

G. E.

Monday, April 4, 2011


Yesterday I dreamed I was traveling in a school bus that was taken by terrorists. We were forced to get down, and they led us to a building. We all begged not to be harmed. A woman asked to go to the toilet, and I asked to go with her. If we were going to be taken as hostages for some time, then I thought it would be a good idea to pee first.

Anyway, while that woman and I were in the toilet, the terrorists started to shoot people. One of them shot me in the neck, and I started to bleed profusely. I pressed the wound with a finger to stop the bleeding, thinking that maybe I'd hold enough to get home and call an ambulance. Another terrorist saw me and shot me in the head (I couldn't fix that with a finger). I died thinking that I hadn't been able to say goodbye to my mom (how sad!). Yet those terrorists kept shooting my dead body, and if you ask me, it was a stupid waste of bullets. But terrorists aren't rational people, are they?

After a while, I stood up as some kind of bloody, angry zombie with a thirst for vengeance. Bullets could no longer hurt me, and I took an AK-47 rifle from one of the terrorists. Those evil, stupid terrorists had to pay for killing me while my pants were down (it wasn't very polite; they could have waited until I left the toilet).

Curiously, as soon as I took that rifle, I started to talk with a heavy Russian accent. It was funny. I searched for those terrorists who had shot me, asking them, "Did you shoot me?" Not all of them answered, yet I knew the truth by the look on their faces. I shot them all, one by one. It was quite bloody :-P Some of them shot me back, and I got even madder; bullets couldn't hurt me anymore, but I didn't want to have holes all over my body. Even a zombie girl must care for her looks.

Stop shooting me! I'm dead and I have enough holes already!

I finally found the last murderer. After that, I also found Bin Laden!! and wanted to shoot him as well, but my AK-47 had run out of ammo. I said, "Dang! It had to happen right now!" But it didn't matter, though. There were more bullets some place nearby.

The dream ended there, though, so Bin Laden will have to wait.

G. E.

Saturday, April 2, 2011


First I have to say, I haven't forgotten about this blog. I know it's been a while since last time I posted something; the thing is, I haven't been dreaming anything worth telling. If I could choose, I'd have an awesome dream every night and I'd post here every day, but unfortunately my dreaming machine doesn't work like that (sigh!). And I refuse to tell fake dreams. All the dreams here are absolutely real, even the weirdest ones.

So, this is what I dreamed a couple of days ago. I was a coastguard. It was dark, yet the beach was full of people, some of them swimming.

Then I saw a couple of white sharks come out of the water and eat people. "Shark! Get out of the water!" I shouted. I found a megaphone by my side and I shouted the warning again. People screamed and got out of the water, then I saw many other sharks swimming very close to the shore.

Some of those sharks got entangled in ropes when they tried to eat people on little boats. They were dying already (the sharks, not the people), and I had to kill them. I used a big knife for that, and well, there was so much blood that I felt like Dexter.

This was an unusual dream. I dream quite often about sea monsters, but they never attack, even if I'm swimming close to them, and it's generally daytime. I really wonder if this dream means that something has changed in my mind.

Anyway, it's good to be back :-) I hope it stays like that.

G. E.

Monday, January 10, 2011


I love V, the TV series. Both versions. Last night I dreamed I was right in front of Anna, the pretty-yet-so-scary new leader of the Visitors. There was a lot of people around me, and we all were inside the hall of a big building. I stood near one of the Visitors, and he died. It wasn't my fault, but then Anna was in front of me with her all-so-evil look, blaming me for the death. I tried to explain what had happened, yet something else happened (I don't remember what), and Anna was mad at everyone. Some weird-looking machines blocked the corridor and pressed us all against the wall, then Anna said she would kill hundreds of us in revenge. The machines had lasers, and they started to disintegrate people around me! It was only a matter of time until I was the next victim.

Suddenly I noticed there was a window in front of me, next to the floor, and I jumped through it. I managed to get out of the building, and I ran away to a nearby forest. Nobody saw me. The forest was thick and dark. There I found evidence that proved the aliens were evil, like a lot of gifts we had given them and they had abandoned, and the machines they were preparing for the invasion.

Then I met some guards with flashlights. The spotted me and I escaped from them. They pursued. I got into another building, and suddenly I wasn't running alone, since there was another woman with me. The aliens said, "They're going to reach the corridor!" And that's what we found, a long corridor that spiraled down into the building. We went down and down. Suddenly the corridor was blocked. I thought we were going to get caught! Then I saw a handle and pulled it. Water started to come out from a shower. Again, I thought we were done, but when I looked again at the corridor, there was a small opening. I pulled the handle again. The corridor opened completely, and we continued running. We reached a normal-looking room. There was a black-haired woman in that room, who had a distant look, as if she was a bit crazy (she was some kind of prisoner). She wasn't dangerous, though, but friendly. Two Visitors finally reached us, and I picked up a knife, but the aliens had knives too, and they knew how to use them like swords. Fortunately, there weren't loyal to their leader, and they cut their own heads to help us (how kind! gory, but kind). The black-haired woman was gone. My friend and I got out and ran across the street (even though we had gone down, we were on the street again). We spotted the woman a few blocks away, and we ran after her. She got into a house, we followed. We jumped through a window and landed over a bed. Finally, we were safe!

I started to tell my friend how I had escaped those killer lasers, but then I woke up and refused to fall asleep again for a while. I mean, have you ever played a video game and reached a "safe spot" where you can save the game? Well, this was the same. After such a stressful escape, I wanted a rest! I bet the black-haired woman had something to tell us, though, maybe some wise words like that Oracle from the Matrix movies. Perhaps I'll find out next time.

When I fell asleep again, I was in a sailing ship with a group of sailors. The ship sank, and we swam toward an island. I walked away from my companions, and reached a house where the owners offered me something to eat. When I met my companions again, they told me they had found a treasure, and they gave me a small bag full of gold coins! Wow. I liked that!

G. E.