MY AWESOME DREAMS

SAVING THE WORLD FROM BLUE INVADERS

2012-01-15T19:08:00.000-02:00

No, they weren't Na'vi. But let me start from the beginning.

The first part of the dream was pretty boring, actually. I was inside some building, skating, then I helped some people who were looking for some kind of gadget to prevent a baby's death (I know, it doesn't make sense; I didn't get that either).

Then I was outside the building, and the blue guys appeared. They walked side by side, maybe eight or more of them. And they had teeth. HUGE pointy teeth which made them look quite scary, like piranhas.

They didn't speak, but I knew their mission was to destroy our world! What to do? There was nobody by my side, so it was up to me to save the planet Earth.

I did something pretty weird, then. I asked Nature to help me! And then I had superpowers!! Plants grew from everywhere at my command, like some kind of green explosion. That was enough to discourage the blue invaders, but they got mad and came after ME.

I escaped flying, then I searched for some hiding place. No matter where I hid, though, the blue guys always found me and I had to fly away from them again. I finally reached some kind of forest. I found a hollow place in the grass and curled up there, covering myself with more grass (again, I used my fantastic superpowers).

Now I was safe. At least the evil blue guys couldn't see me anymore, but well, after a while I got pretty bored. I couldn't move or else I'd be detected, and there were some other people around, enjoying the sunny day at the forest. I noticed that some of them could see me when I blinked, so I asummed my eyes weren't covered with grass like the rest of my body. Then I was afraid someone would reveal my presence to the evil blue guys.

That annoyed me so much that I finally woke up.

G. E.

A SYMPHONY FOR PLANTS

2011-12-21T18:57:00.000-02:00

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.

TWO SCARY DREAMS FOR HALLOWEEN!

2011-10-31T02:55:00.000-02:00

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.

DYING IN A VOLCANO... AGAIN

2011-09-27T13:31:00.000-03:00

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.

ELEPHANT RIDER AND VAMPIRE SLAYER

2011-07-09T14:06:00.002-03:00

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.

BABIES ALL OVER THE PLACE!

2011-06-05T18:42:00.000-03:00

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.

SOMEBODY PLEASE WAKE ME UP!!

2011-05-27T16:24:00.001-03:00

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.

GIANT VAMPIRE BATS... AND SUPERPOWERS!

2011-05-20T18:56:00.000-03:00

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.

CARNIVORE OLD LADIES

2011-04-11T16:45:00.000-03:00

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.

(FAKE?) SAINT BERNARD PUPPIES

2011-04-10T18:43:00.000-03:00

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.

VENGEFUL ZOMBIE (ME!)

2011-04-04T16:20:00.000-03:00

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.

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.

HUNGRY SHARKS!

2011-04-02T00:10:00.000-03:00

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.

V AND A SINKING SHIP

2011-01-10T18:30:00.000-02:00

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.

FUTURISTIC CITY... WITH FROGS!

2010-12-16T12:27:00.000-02:00

This was a totally crazy dream! I don't remember how it started, but for some reason our atmosphere had run out of air, and we were sucked into a vortex like a black hole. I thought I was going to die instantly (I'd probably explode, or freeze, or something equally spectacular), but what really happened is that I found myself floating in outer space. I was able to fly, I mean, I could change direction, against the laws of physics (even in dreams, I don't forget my knowledge about science). There were a lot of stars and planets around me. It was great!

Anyway, after a while I landed in a futuristic city. There were a lot of tall buildings, and since it was dark, everything was illuminated by artificial lights. And... that city was full of green frogs! And there was a big party! All the frogs were jumping and dancing happily. In the meantime, somehow I got a flying motorbike! Wow! This dream kept getting better and better!

I flew with my motorbike around the city (wheeeeee!!!!), and I don't know why, but I started to vandalize a few objects. Some friend of mine was doing the same, and a cop, in his own flying motorbike, started to follow us, and we had to escape. It was quite exciting and funny!

I don't remember the rest of the dream, but hey, this was one of the coolest dreams I've ever had. Dancing frogs in a futuristic city, can you imagine?

I want a flying motorbike!

G. E.

THE RED DRESS

2010-12-13T19:33:00.000-02:00

Last night I dreamed I had just bought a beautiful, long red dress. I tried it, and I looked AWESOME, like a model (a pretty model, not those awfully thin models whom you look at and think, "Oh somebody please feed those poor ladies!!").

I had a party that night. My mom gave me a pair of elegant red shoes which matched my dress perfectly, and I chose the jewelry I was going to wear. I headed for the shower, thinking that everybody at the party would look at me and think I was a sexy bomb, and that all guys would be around me, and that it was going to be a great night for me.

And then I woke up! DANGDANGDANGDANGDANG!!!!

G. E.

PARALLEL WORLDS

2010-12-06T18:20:00.000-02:00

Do you remember the TV series Sliders? Well, last night I dreamed something like that. I was traveling with a group of friends through parallel worlds. Each of these worlds had a different theme, and that's how we knew they weren't our world. One of them was full of plush toys (cute), another was about food (there was a lot of fruit for sale, that was nice too), and another one was about the seventies culture (we got out of there ASAP).

Then we got stuck in another parallel world. I suppose we had some kind of vehicle, because something was broken and we needed a couple of pieces from Wonder Woman's invisible plane (!!!!). The problem was, we had left Wonder Woman to die in another world with high levels of radioactivity (????). But we still needed those pieces for our vehicle, so we went back to that world through a door. Wonder Woman was still there. She wasn't very much like herself, though, but rather like a frivolous teenager. Maybe radiation had affected her brain or something. Anyway, we got those pieces from her plane, and we took them back to the world where we were stuck. We brought poor, silly Wonder Woman with us.

After that, we all had to get a bath in three pools full of swamp water (no, really, it was all green), to remove radiation from our bodies. I suppose it worked for the rest of us, but Wonder Woman was still glowing in the dark, in a fluorescent green, so we thought there was nothing we could do to save her. Sorry, Wonder Woman!

G. E.

WILD ROSES

2010-12-04T03:16:00.000-02:00

This is just a part of a dream 'cause I don't remember all of it (probably it wasn't very interesting anyway).

So, I was in my house and I had these pretty red roses in a vase. They were alive, and I mean they could move. And they were evil!

Perhaps they were mutant or transgenic roses (who knows what scientists are doing nowadays?). Or perhaps they were possessed by a demon or something like that. The thing is, when I got close to those roses, they tried to attack me using their thorns. Weird, huh? They also attacked my cat, who ran away quite scared. Cat claws can't beat rose thorns, it seems.

Geesh. You can't even trust plants these days.

G. E.

THE QUEEN OF ZOMBIES

2010-11-24T16:04:00.002-02:00

I don't remember how this dream started, but somewhere in the middle of it I was in my house and tying my sneakers. I was wearing a pretty white dress. It didn't match my sneakers, but I refuse to wear heels even in dreams!

Then I knew something evil was coming. Something terrible! And that terrible something was... a zombie plague! They were inside my house, so I got out and started to run.

See? That's why sneakers are always better than heels, even with elegant dresses. It's easier to run away in case you meet an unexpected zombie plague.

But the zombies were quite fast, and a zombie woman got me and bit my arm, taking a chunk of flesh. Ouch! Then I became a zombie too, still wearing the pretty dress.

I was angry at the woman for turning me into a zombie without my permission (it's just not polite), so I bit her finger. Ha!

Interestingly, it was Halloween and the street was decorated with orange and black balloons. Since now I was a part of the zombie horde, we all started to vandalize those Halloween decorations.

Then I noticed something: although I was a zombie, my mind was still intact. I was a clever zombie!

Now that's why I was wearing that elegant white dress!! I was destined to be THE QUEEN OF ZOMBIES!!

I ruled happily over the zombie horde until the clock rang :-P

G. E.

A NEW WORLD

2010-11-03T14:10:00.000-02:00

Somewhere in the middle of this dream I found a ball of pulsing light, no bigger than a marble. It was amazingly beautiful. I held it in my hand, and it started to grow, then it turned into a planet. I was able to guide the transformation, deciding how this planet would be. Whenever I touched something green, trees would grow, making a forest. So, I filled this new planet with trees, and it looked great.

After a while, the planet was finished and suddenly we were living in it, though nobody else but me and a friend knew what had happened. And yet people were happy, because the new planet was all green and perfect (hey, I'm a good planet maker and I didn't know it!). A man came to visit me and I tried to show him the process. I found another ball of pulsing light, and it became a small galaxy in my hand, but the man still didn't believe what I had done, and the galaxy vanished :-( Anyway, I was still happy because I had created a better world.

I wanted to create another planet, so I went to my garden. I saw another ball of pulsing light half buried in the dirt, and I tried to pick it up but I couldn't find it. Instead, a white spider appeared (I didn't mind that, I like spiders). The ball had disappeared.

I loved this dream!

G. E.

SOME FURRY BABIES

2010-11-02T14:56:00.000-02:00

In this dream, I was visiting a friend, and I found a female dog who had just gave birth to her two puppies. They were brown and very small. I dried and cuddled them.

After that, the dream went a bit crazy. The puppies first turned into kittens. They clinged to me with their little, sharp claws, and I petted them. Their mom was a human woman now (!!), lying down in a hospital bed, and she wouldn't take care of her sons because she still couldn't breastfeed them. Okay. I took care of the babies while she recovered.

The babies were hungry at first, but eventually they forgot about food, though I had some pieces of cheese. Plus, the babies weren't kittens anymore. Now they had human faces (!!!), and they were growing up, though not in size. I mean, they were still the size of kittens, but their eyes were open, they could talk and understand what was going on around them. Oh, and they had multiplied. Now there were six or seven furry babies around me, still clinging to me with their little claws.

Their mother went away with another woman. She didn't care for her babies anymore, if she had ever cared for them at all, but that didn't matter anyway. Her babies loved ME, and I grew pretty fond of them. They were weird, but still cute and interesting, and they liked action movies.

I guess I'm their mom now!

G. E.

CREEPY MONSTER AND LITTLE ROBOTS

2010-10-31T02:11:00.001-02:00

I met a monster in my last dream. It was an awful humanoid creature, very much like Gollum or Grendel. Creepy and somewhat evil. His skin looked quite normal, yet his body was all deformed and hairless. His behavior was pretty disturbing, and I thought he was mad.

The monster wanted me to follow him through a ruined house, and so I did, though I was afraid of him. We crossed a hole in the wall, and in the other room we met some men with guns. The monster yelled at them, and they shot him down. Then the men were gone, and really, I was relieved that they had killed the monster. He was starting to get on my nerves.

I looked around and saw a couple of little robots. They were only a few inches tall, pear-shaped, and they looked rather cute, with big eyes and long eyelashes, but I knew they were as evil as the dead monster. Suddenly I also knew that the monster had been their creature, and they had sent him to his death.

I left the house before the robots noticed me.

Happy Halloween!

G. E.

BOUNCING LITTLE GIRLS

2010-10-24T15:03:00.002-02:00

In this dream I was a little girl, and there were two other little girls who didn't like me for some reason, so they started bullying me. The floor was made of jelly (I have no idea why), and the girls jumped and jumped until the floor trembled like an earthquake. I begged them to stop, but they wouldn't listen. After a while, they got tired and left me alone.

After that, I got my revenge. Somehow I became a small rubber ball (!!), and I started bullying those two little girls, who couldn't see me. It was my turn to make the floor tremble, and the girls were quite nervous about it.

Then I stole something from one of the girls, a piece of bread. I ran away with it and tried to hide myself in an empty room (I still was a small rubber ball, so I don't know how I managed to hold that piece of bread), but the little girl chased me until she found me. I started to cry (now I was a little girl again), but the other girl wasn't mad at me anymore, 'cause she had repented of her previous bad behavior. We hugged and became friends.

Another happy ending! Yay!

I still can't explain that stupid jelly floor.

G. E.

MY TWO AUNTS

2010-10-18T04:33:00.001-02:00

I have many aunts in real life. More than I like, actually (if you need an aunt, please take one of mine).

Remember my floating aunt? She was one of the aunts I liked, but she died some weeks ago :-( It was very sad, and I'm very sorry I couldn't do anything to relieve her pain. During her last days, she was feeling really bad and she could barely move.

In my dream, I was in a party with several relatives, and this aunt was there. I felt happy for her, since she was young now, and healthy as well. That dream was the closure I needed so much.

But... well, something else happened before I woke up. As I told you, I have many aunts, and I'm sorry to say that a couple of them are awful people. Even crazy. Not that they need medication or special care, but very often they act in a very irrational manner.

So, one of these aunts went really wild in the middle of the party. She started to scream and run across the room. Then I suddenly knew I was dreaming, and I said, "I must fall asleep in this dream, maybe I can find out what's wrong with her." Yeah, I know, that's the movie Inception, but if you've been following this blog, by now you must know that I frequently borrow elements from movies. I hope movie producers won't sue me for that.

Anyway, in spite of my aunt's screams, I managed to fall asleep right there on the sofa. In the dream within the dream, I was inside a giant clock, and my aunt was in another. Very proper, don't you think? My aunt was a clock cuckoo! Ha! Well, she still looked like a human being, though she kept yelling and jumping inside the clock. I got out of my clock and opened a little door in hers, to let her out. And she was cured of her craziness! Yay!

Don't you like happy endings? :-D

G. E.

I CAN LEVITATE!

2010-10-02T14:44:00.000-03:00

That's what I dreamed some days ago. I was happily levitating inside my house.

Look at me! I'm not touching the floor!

I didn't know I was dreaming. I thought I was levitating for real, so, as usual, I started to consider the possibilities of my fantastic condition. I'd save a lot of money in bus tickets! and shoes! And people would think I'm super cool!

Then I woke up.

Dang, it was just a dream!!

Yeah. My awesome powers of levitation were only my recurrent dream about levitation. Sigh. I was already getting used to it, but it was a dream. Not fair!

It seems I'm condemned to walk from here to there, like the rest of human beings.

Stupid law of gravity. I hate you.

I'm going to sue Isaac Newton for spoiling my fun.

G. E.

THREE EXPLOSIONS

2010-09-19T16:32:00.000-03:00

Last night I had three versions of the same dream.

In the first version, I was in a building, something exploded outside, and the building collapsed. My friends and I were trapped inside the building and I started to think what we should do.

In the second version, I was in the same building, something exploded outside, but this time I managed to escape the building as it collapsed. It wasn't easy, but fortunately I was super fast, and I avoided the falling debris as if I was in an action movie (yay!). Then I approached the ruins looking for survivors. There was a hole, and I heard people yelling down there, so I took a shovel and started to dig.

In the third version, we all knew something was going to explode, so a bunch of people and I got into a bus. The bus started moving. I looked through the back window, and noticed that the explosion had occurred, and that we were about to get hit. "It's coming! Get ready!" I said. I covered my head. When things were quiet again, the bus was a mess. I searched for my mom, who was slightly wounded in the chest, but otherwise fine. Outside, the world was covered with ashes, and more ashes were falling like snow.

Now I wonder, WHAT caused those darn explosions???

G. E.

WALKING SKELETONS

2010-08-18T21:05:00.002-03:00

In this dream, I was coming home (again!). For some reason I had two of my stuffed animals with me: a panda bear, and a Shamu whale I bought at Sea World (those stay on my bed when I'm not sleeping there).

My house was close, yet I decided to take a nap right there on the street, using my stuffed animals as pillows. A very stupid idea, if you ask me; I don't pay such a lot of home taxes to sleep like a homeless.

Anyway, after a while I stood up and kept walking toward my house. But I forgot my stuffed animals, so I went back and... they weren't there!! I got very angry then. "Who stole my stuffed animals?" I cried.

Someone pointed to the drain. "Oh, rats," I said. "How am I going to get them back? And they'll be DIRTY!"

I looked inside the drain and... I saw some kind of museum. There was a long corridor with shelves on both sides, all of them filled up with bones. My stuffed animals were on the floor.

A skeleton walked toward me (really, I'm not kidding!).

It thought I was someone else (it never spoke, but I knew it had mistaken me for someone else), and offered me some strange bones. They looked like they belonged to prehistoric animals.

I thought they were interesting, yet they were not what I was looking for. "No, thanks," I said. "I just want my stuffed animals, see them there?" The walking skeleton gave them to me.

Again, it didn't say a word, yet I thought it was polite for a walking skeleton (not that walking skeletons should be rude, of course, but I would have expected them to act in some scary way; or perhaps I'm just prejudiced toward monsters, shame on me).

I took my stuffed animals and walked home. End of the dream.

Now that I think about it, though, I should have accepted the bones. Stuffed animals are everywhere, but those bones... my, they were something special!!

G. E.

ZOMBIES AND THE APOCALYPSE

2010-08-14T20:19:00.002-03:00

This dream started with... a zombie party!! The zombies were in a room, dancing to the song Monster Mash (one of my favorites).

As if that wasn't cool enough, I was a zombie too! And since I'm a happy person, I was a happy, dancing zombie as well.

See that piece of meat in my hand? Well, I was chewing it as I danced. Then I wondered if it was a human body part, but no, it was just a roasted chicken leg. It seems that not even as a zombie I have cannibalistic tendencies. Besides, roasted chicken legs are delicious :-D

On the other side of the window there was a flooded landscape. There were dead fish in the dirty water. Suddenly those fish came back to life, and so did the zombies. It was a mass resurrection! And I said, "It must be a sign of the Apocalypse!" I was right. I went out and walked by the coast. My mom had resurrected as well, and walked toward me (funny, 'cause my mom is alive and well; wonder what Freud would have said about that). I was happy to see her, so I hugged her. There were some people praying nearby, and God saved them from Judgement Day. I thought it was kinda unfair, since I thought those were last minute prayers. Plus, I'm not SO bad!

Anyway, we sat on a row of seats to watch the end of the world, still at the beach. An ex President of Uruguay (Jorge Batlle) was there beside me, and I told him I was glad to see him there, since I had read on the newspaper that he had been taken to the hospital (that really happened in real life). (Now please notice little fact: politician not spared from Judgement Day either. Coincidence? I don't think so! :-D Actually, if I had looked better, I bet I would have seen the rest of our politicians there.)

The end of the world started. The sun was setting, then it exploded. It did it slowly, so the flames were coming closer and closer, and I, somewhat impatient, yelled, "Oh, come on, let's be done with this!" By the way, the sun had a face.

Then everything went dark.

My mom was still with me, and I told her, "If death is going to be like this, thinking souls in the dark, we're going to get REALLY BORED!" But I was wrong. You see, someone turned on the lights, and we were in a theatre! The end of the world had only been a movie!!

I got quite angry. I mean, I was prepared to die in that darn Judgement Day, and it turned out to be a movie with cheap visual effects. I would have thought God had better resources. Like the movie 2012, at least!!

I grabbed my mom by her arm and left the theatre, still angry.

That's how the ~~world~~ dream ended.

G. E.

BABIES AGAIN

2010-08-08T03:30:00.000-03:00

My dreaming machine hasn't been working properly for a while. I'm still dreaming, of course, but those dreams don't really make a lot of sense.

And yet I had two small dreams about babies.

In the first dream, I had three very clever babies. The problem was... they were white rabbits! Rabbits, really? Why? And who was the father? Roger Rabbit? (oh no, don't tell me he's been cheating on Jessica!!!). That my babies were rabbits seemed natural in the dream, though. And, as I said, the babies were clever. I like clever babies/pets/monsters/whatever. I rather have problems with stupid creatures. You know, like politicians.

In the second dream, the babies were three again, but they weren't mine. They were Shrek's babies. I was their nanny. And it was a nightmare!!! You see, I was changing their diapers. But as soon as I finished changing the diaper of the last baby, the first baby needed another diaper change, and so on. Those darn babies just wouldn't stop pooping!! Oh, the horror!

Now I remember why I'm not really prepared to have kids. My brain doesn't agree with the idea. I think I'll just get another cat. Litter boxes are better than diapers. And yeah, I've changed diapers. It was a terrible experience, I'm still trying to get over it.

G. E.

COMING HOME

2010-07-16T00:26:00.004-03:00

I use to dream I'm coming home, either walking, flying, skating, swimming, or riding a bus. A couple of nights ago I had two dreams of this kind.

In the first dream, I jumped from a plane right into the Atlantic Ocean. The other side of the Atlantic Ocean, to be more precise. I swam the whole way to Uruguay, and either I was a very good swimmer, or the ocean had shrunk (due to global warming?), 'cause I reached the shore a few minutes later. No sharks in the water this time.

The beach wasn't a landscape from real life. I've dreamed of that shore before, with a lot of cliffs and grass instead of sand. I started to walk, and crossed a park. That park was very much like the real park located a few blocks from my house, but it was full of penguins! I don't know what they were doing there. Perhaps my bed was cold. Anyway, in the dream I was sorry I didn't get there before, for I missed the sight of baby penguins (they were almost adults by then). Aren't baby penguins amazingly CUTE?

In the second dream, I was walking back home with... Céline Dion. That was weird. I mean, I don't own any of her albums. Why her, then? Anyway, I was very pleased when I sang one of her songs (not My Heart Will Go On, in case you wonder), and my voice was better than hers. Ha! After a while I came home, and suddenly there was a zombie plague. Zombie children!

Pity I woke up right after that. Zombies are far more interesting than Céline Dion. Titanic With Zombies would be a great movie, as well :-D

G. E.

BARBIE SHOES AND ANGRY BULLS

2010-07-08T01:04:00.000-03:00

This one was pretty weird. I was outdoors, in some kind of party, wearing a fantastic white dress. Yet sometimes it wasn't me wearing that dress, but a Barbie doll I was holding (I don't know what I was wearing then, though I don't recall being naked). Whenever I had the doll in my hands, I worried that I might lose her tiny shoes (stilettos, of course). For some reason this was very, very important: I mustn't lose the doll's shoes. And when it was me wearing the white dress, I worried about it too. Yeah, I was a terribly shallow person in that dream :-P

Anyway, there was a bull fight somewhere in the park, yet the wall was only two feet tall, and a couple of angry bulls escaped. One of them ran after me, and I climbed a tree, still wearing the long white dress. I picked up the skirt so the bull's horns wouldn't tear it. Again, I was more concerned about the dress than, let's say, my legs, which of course was terribly stupid (heck, what was I thinking? aren't legs important?). I took a nap right there on the tree. It was surprisingly comfortable.

After a while, though, the bull went away, and I jumped down and walked for a while. I still worried about the doll's shoes and my dress (I know, it sounds confusing, but things tend to change quite often in my dreams). I sat behind some yellow rocks, but I don't remember why; I just know that I met some nice people and I talked to them. And I got a date!

When I came back to the party, my dress was all dirty, but I didn't care anymore about it. I felt happy. I had a date! I met some women who wore white dresses just like me, but theirs still looked perfect. They looked at me and mocked me because of my dirty dress, but I didn't care about that either. I mean, I had a date! So I just smiled and walked away from that party. 'Cause, you know, I had a date :-D

My dream didn't include the date, though. Darn! Maybe next time? (I want a black dress, though. White gets dirty WAY too easily.)

G. E.

CREEPY PSYCHO LADY

2010-06-25T20:55:00.004-03:00

Last night's dream was rather messy, but there's something I remember quite well. I was helping a nice, old lady. Well, she seemed nice, but there was something weird about her.

There was a locked green door in her house. I managed to open it, and in the room there were several beds with old and sick people. The apparently nice, old lady was helding them captive to torture them!

When the old lady found out that I knew her secret, she tried to kill me, so I had to run and escape from her.

I hope I never see her again. Brrr...

G. E.

THREE-EYED SUITOR AND FLOATING AUNT

2010-06-08T17:06:00.002-03:00

My mind works in very strange ways when I'm dreaming, I can tell you.

Some nights ago I met this cool guy in my dreams. We were talking about this and that, then he said it was a pity that he could only meet me in his dreams. I said, "I'm sorry to tell you this, but this is MY dream, and you don't really exist." He asked me how I knew this, and I answered, "Well, 'cause you have three eyes." And suddenly he HAD three eyes, like the fish at the nuclear plant in The Simpsons. Then my dream suddenly changed, and the cool guy was gone. I bet my wannabe boyfriend just couldn't handle the truth.

Another dream was about my aunt. Her knees are very deformed because of a degenerative disease. In my dream, someone had cut her legs a little above her knees, and instead of walking, she was floating as if her legs had become invisible. That worked just fine, but then I thought it was only a temporary solution, and that her legs should be reattached to her body sooner or later. Then I realized I was no surgeon, so it would be impossible to me to do the job. And I thought that maybe it hadn't been a good idea to cut her legs in the first place, since now we couldn't fix it.

No dreams with a defined plot yet. I'll keep you informed.

G. E.

INTERESTING CHARACTERS

2010-06-01T15:39:00.003-03:00

I haven't had any dream with a plot lately, but a few interesting characters appeared here and there.

A few nights ago I dreamed about a group of evil guys dressed in black armors. They wanted to kill me for some reason, and I tried to escape from them or fight them, but they were too tough. They even shot me several times, which wasn't a nice thing to do to a person they didn't even know. Anyway, these guys inspired a story which I'll write after I finish my current work in progress.

The other interesting character I met was a baby vampire. And no, the baby's name wasn't Renesmee, neither Claudia. The cool thing about the baby was that he was ELVIS PRESLEY's son!! And he looked a lot like Elvis, indeed, with a nice bunch of black hair. Tell me, isn't that incredibly weird and awesome? Elvis had a baby vampire! who would have guessed?

I decided to take care of the baby. Appart from his sharp teeth, he was quite friendly.

G. E.

BUS DRIVERS DON'T LIKE GOTHS

2010-05-16T14:25:00.000-03:00

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.

THE PURSUIT

2010-05-12T15:33:00.001-03:00

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.

FINDING THE ALIEN MONSTER'S BABY

2010-05-07T14:17:00.001-03:00

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.

THE WHITE, WINGED PONY

2010-05-01T10:10:00.001-03:00

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.

DYING TREES

2010-04-30T18:54:00.002-03:00

Last night I dreamed we humans had done something wrong and all the trees were dying. I was in a forest. The trees were becoming leafless and gray, then they fell down, leaving just an empty land. I felt so sad and cried so hard that I woke myself up (that had never happened before).

Then I fell asleep again. It was the same dream. The trees were still dying, and I met some important politicians, to tell them we had to save the trees or else we would die too. It was a very passionate and elocuent speech, I'm so proud of myself :-) (in real life I have stage fright).

And surprise!!! the politicians ACTUALLY LISTENED to me. They created some giant greenhouses to plant new trees and restore the rainforests.

I wish this happened in real life more often...

G. E.

HORSES, LIONS, AND... CORPSES

2010-04-28T12:16:00.002-03:00

In this dream, I was with a group of students and we visited a big stable. There were like fifty horses in there, adults and colts, all of them very friendly, like dogs. We petted them for a while. Then we went out and there was a circus. I found a cage with several lions. I wanted to pet them too, so I touched a cub's paw that was sticking out of the bars, trying to stay away from the bigger lions. But the adults were tame, too, and one of the males also wanted to be petted. That was great, and I told one of my friends that I was eager to come home and tell my family that I had touched a lion!

But it was getting dark, and we all walked down the street, chatting. I was in front of the group, and after a while I turned around and noticed that all the students had disappeared. There was only one man behind me... and he carried a huge knife. Oops. I ran. He followed and reached me. He tried to cut my arm, but he failed, then I took the knife and cut HIS arm, then his head. Don't worry: things like these happen often in my dreams, but it doesn't mean that I do them in real life.

I was alone again, and I got into a room. There were a few gray corpses inside. I wanted to get out, but someone shut the door and the door vanished. I didn't panic, though; I knew it was a dream, so I closed my eyes and imagined a meadow. I walked. I thought I would bump my nose against the wall, but that didn't happen, and when I opened my eyes I was in the meadow I had imagined, and the sun was shining bright in the sky. There were yellow and pink flowers everywhere, and I walked trying not to step on them, because they were so beautiful. I walked down a street and I came to a neighborhood. The houses were all alike, but painted in different colors. The whole place was very clean and tidy.

Those houses freaked me out a bit. They reminded me of the neighborhood in the movie Edward Scissorhands, and don't you agree that said neighborhood was rather creppy?

Then the phone rang, and I woke up.

G. E.

THE FOOT PLANT

2010-04-25T20:43:00.001-03:00

Read my previous entry. Done? Okay, yesterday I had a dream about plants again. But this little plant was growing... in my left foot, between my toes!

I had company (my mom and one of her friends), so I showed them the plant and told them that I used to put seeds in my shoes until they started to grow. That's not true (it would be crazy, wouldn't it?), but in my dream I said it quite naturally. Perhaps I have such a weird habit in my dreams indeed.

Then I said, "But this plant is too big, and it cannot be healthy to have a plant growing in your foot; and besides, how am I going to put on my shoes?" So, I gently removed the plant (I could see the roots through the skin), and put it in my garden. Then I watered it.

I even know the species of the plant: Asclepias curassavica. It's a milkweed with yellow and red flowers.

Any clue about the meaning of this dream??? 'Cause I'm puzzled.

G. E.

PLANTS AND CATERPILLARS

2010-04-23T19:22:00.000-03:00

Well, not that dreaming about plants and caterpillars is so weird anyway. But this dream was kinda special, though, 'cause the plants were growing between the floor and the bottom shelf of a bookcase in my bedroom. It's not the first time I dream about plants growing inside the house. Sometimes there are even trees sprouting from a crack on the floor. I never cut them.

Anyway, the plants were full of caterpillars, all of them happily eating the leaves. There were Monarch caterpillars, some others were green or brown, and hairy.

I didn't mind the plants, neither the catepillars. They're better than roaches, aren't they?

It's funny that I dreamed this on Earth Day. Perhaps the planet was trying to tell me something :-D

G. E.

THE GENTLE MONSTER

2010-04-04T14:27:00.000-03:00

I don't remember how this dream started. But then I was outside my house, where some guy was showing us his new invention: a set of fluorescent Christmas lights, with shiny stones instead of light bulbs. Very cool indeed.

After that I saw a big, gray, and slightly hairy creature up the street. It was some kind of pig, like a fangless babirusa with a manatee's muzzle. It wasn't pretty, and I wondered if it was dangerous ('cause pigs may actually be dangerous when angered). But then I called it, and the pig came to me like a happy dog. It first laid its huge muzzle over my foot, then it laid down on its back asking for a belly rub. And hey, you must not fear any creature who asks you for a belly rub! So, I petted the pig, and then it followed me everywhere, asking for more belly rubs, and with some sort of big smile upon its face.

Oh, I LOVED that weird pig! Where can I get one??

G. E.

THOSE WERE WEIRD BABIES...

2010-03-30T13:40:00.000-03:00

Yesterday I dreamed I had twins. The delivery was painless, and the babies were kinda purple but human. A few minutes later, though, they transformed into... opossums! Male and female, small and cute. And very nervous too, they wouldn't stop running all over me, so I said they must have taken some caffeine.

I was okay with my baby opossums, anyway. But now that I'm awake, I'm VERY curious about the father's identity!

G. E.

SINKING SHIPS

2010-03-29T00:49:00.002-03:00

I haven't had any coherent dream for a while :-( So, again I'm going to talk about a recurrent dream.

Perhaps the movie Titanic has something to do with this, but quite often I dream I'm traveling by ship and the ship sinks. And yeah, sometimes it's the Titanic indeed. Some other times it isn't, though, so perhaps this dream has some secret meaning. Probably about the political situation of my country (I refuse to explain that, it's way too boring).

Generally I know the ship is going to sink. When it starts to sink, I try to save myself and whomever is with me, if I'm traveling with some other person. No one comes to save me (or save us), but sometimes there's an island nearby. Whew! Fortunately, in these dreams there aren't sea monsters. Another whew!

Not all the ships sink, though. A few times I've traveled in old pirate ships and had the craziest adventures. Kraken included :-D

G. E.

CHRISTMAS LIGHTS AND CHEETAH CUBS

2010-03-02T09:17:00.000-02:00

In the first part of my dream, there was a Christmas parade. First I was just watching, but somewhere in the middle of the dream I joined the parade. I wasn't walking, though, but sitting on one of many carts that slid on an ice track like a sleigh.

Then we went through a tunnel formed by the most beautiful and colorful set of Christmas lights you can imagine (sorry, I don't have a picture). The sky was dark, and the lights shone like a million stars. It was wonderful.

In the second part of my dream, I found three cheetah cubs in my house, all soft and cute. Where did they come from, I don't have a clue, but they were there and I played with them for a while. Then I thought that I couldn't keep them. I mean, my house is quite small, and the cubs would grow and need a lot more space. So, when their mother came for them, I opened the front door of my house to let them all go.

Apparently, the front door of my house led to Africa. I'll keep that in mind for my next dream. It would be a fast and cheap way to travel around the world!

G. E.

WEIRD MOVIE THEATRES

2010-02-17T13:21:00.000-02:00

Two nights ago I dreamed I was in Japan, with a bunch of new Japanese friends (I don't know a single Japanese in real life). That was new, but then a recurrent element came into my dream: a movie theatre.

Movie theatres are always kinda weird in my dreams. They usually have more than one screen, and if I'm sitting in a place that's too far from the screen, and I can't see anything, then the whole block of seats moves closer to the screen.

We were in Japan, though, and the Japanese are even fonder of gadgets and robots than people from other countries. So, my friends and I got into the theatre and sat down. Then the block of seats started to move. It actually left the building (!!), slid through the street (I waved my hand at the passers-by, for fun) and entered another building. It was another theatre, with several screens, and we had a nice view of one of them. Finally! The movie (whatever it was) stopped in the middle, though, 'cause something broke.

After the movie, we walked through the city. We had a guide, but he only talked about the trees. I didn't mind that. Then he showed us a little creature that fed on wood. It was a gray worm with fins on its sides, like a shark. Not pretty but still kinda cute.

I'm still wondering why there aren't normal theatres in my dreams, though...

G. E.

PREMONITORY DREAMS

2010-02-13T02:46:00.002-02:00

I haven't had a single coherent dream for a while, but since I don't want to neglect you, faithful readers, I'm going to tell you two premonitory dreams I had some years ago. I swear they really happened.

In an old computer I had a virtual fish (as a screensaver). It must be fed at least every fifteen days, or else it would die. The battery of the computer's clock had run out, so the clock only worked when the PC was turned on. That means that everytime I switched on my computer, the clock was some hours behind the real time. Please note the word "behind", okay?

All right, one night I dreamed that my virtual fish was dead. Nothing too weird about that, but when I switched on my PC the next day, and I clicked on the fish screensaver... the fish was dead indeed! I checked the date. It had misteriously jumped ten years into the future, so of course the virtual fish was dead of virtual starvation. I corrected the date and the fish came to life again (that's the good thing about virtual pets). I still don't get why the date changed that way, it had never happened before.

Now comes the second dream.

I belong to a public e-mail list about fractal art. I don't use to dream about fractals, mind you, but one night I dreamed I had made a fractal that looked like clockworks.

On the very next day I checked my e-mail, and one fractal artist had made a fractal entitled Clockworks!!!

Coincidence or...?

G. E.

THE TWO-HEADED PIG

2010-01-19T00:39:00.000-02:00

Nap dream ('cause otherwise, I've been sleeping quite badly lately... darn!).

I was living in another house, and I had a different family: young mom and dad, and a brother! That was cool, having a brother. My real half-sister is a b... Nevermind.

Anyway, I went to the backyard and I saw that our neighbor had a lemon tree. But it was a HUGE lemon tree, all loaded with fruit. And I mean, there were so many lemons, all in bright yellow (beautiful color), that there wasn't any space between them.

The neighbor also came out of his house, because he thought I was stealing his lemons. I pointed to my house, where there was another, yet smaller, lemon tree, to prove him that I didn't need to steal his precious lemons. Still my neighbor was quite selfish, and wanted me to return some of his lemons that had fallen on my backyard. He wanted to sell them ALL (selfish AND greedy). I didn't mind returning the lemons, though, of course, I thought our neighbor wasn't a very nice person.

Then I saw that one of the lemons had fallen into a corridor that led to our garage... and there I saw a pig with both eyes on a side of his face. I called my brother, yelling, "Hey, look at this, it's a Picasso pig!" But Picasso Pig wasn't exactly Picasso Pig. He was a two-headed pig. The head started as one, then it divided so the pig had four eyes, very close together, and two muzzles. Kinda creepy. Well, the pig was very big too, and I was a bit afraid, for pigs may be dangerous, but this pig acted in a rather friendly way and let me pet him. He was soft. I told my brother that we should wash the pig and keep him as a pet.

I woke up after that.

While I'm not there, I hope my new pet pig eats that selfish neighbor's lemons. Ha, ha >:-D

G. E.

THE ENDLESS AIRPORT

2010-01-10T00:41:00.001-02:00

It isn't easy to travel by plane anymore. Not even in dreams.

I don't know where I was going to. But I was in an airport, trying to make it to the right plane. I had my tickets, I had my luggage, everything should have been okay. But no. The airport was apparently endless. I walked and walked through corridors, the employees checked my luggage a lot of times (and I mean every single thing, even my clothes), yet I couldn't find the darn plane. I know you mustn't take liquids in your hand luggage, yet I had a bottle of lemonade. It was checked by a scientist in a white robe, in case it was some kind of explosive. That was funny. Suspicious lemonade :-D

Still on my way to the plane, I got out of that terminal and walked through the city to a different one which was part of the same airport. Yeah, that's right: both terminals were in the middle of the city. And the avenue was a runway at the same time. Some cars passed in front of me (as I waited to cross the avenue/runway), then a plane landed, then some other cars passed by. I thought it was VERY unsafe!

I woke up there. No matter if I was going to Disney World, or Hawaii, or Europe, it was just TOO much trouble to travel that way.

G. E.

THE GHOST DETECTOR

2010-01-05T00:53:00.002-02:00

It was very much like a camera, and when I looked through it, I discovered that there were two ghosts in my house.

One of them was my dead father. He was in his room, and I talked to him. I cried as I told him that I was very sorry I didn't find him sooner when he had his heart attack, in case there was any chance to save his life.

The other ghost was... Jim Carrey! His head was shaved, he was holding a knife and had a crazy, scary expression upon his face. He REALLY spooked me, and I woke up. Whew! I don't know what he planned to do with that big knife, but I'm glad I woke up before finding out. I bet it wasn't a good thing...

G. E.

DYING IN A VOLCANO

2009-12-30T10:58:00.001-02:00

I dreamed about my dead father last night. And we were doing something quite unusual: we were counting diamonds! I don't know where did they come from, though, but some of them were pretty big. And all of them, even the smallest ones, were amazingly shiny, just like diamonds in real life.

The problem was, suddenly we noticed that our house was surrounded by... volcanoes!! Big, black, erupting volcanoes. The sky was dark, and the lava was orange and bright. The whole landscape around the house had been blackened with solified lava, and through the cracks we could see that there was magma underneath.

So, my dad and I collected the diamonds and tried to find a safe place, walking over the solified lava. I thought I had found a path through the terrifying landscape, but I was wrong: the layer of solified lava was too thin, it broke and I fell into the magma.

And I died instantly. Really, I died in my dream. I've died before. But I didn't wake up. My body was destroyed, but suddenly my mind was free, and it floated over the landscape, which was very impressive. My father was trying to recover the little bag of diamonds I had left behind me. I lost sight of him then, the landscape was just too interesting, and I wanted to explore it.

I found two tiny castles in the middle of nothing. They were filled with tiny people, who were fighting with each other for no reason. I tried to talk to them, but they threw tiny stones at me. Not a very kind thing to do, if you ask me.

After that, I found a marble sculpture. It was a fish in a Japanese style, and it was alive. It could talk and move a little, too. And it was kinda friendly, but sometimes it would hiss at me like a cat.

I don't remember the rest of the dream. Anyway, I wish you a very happy New Year's day :-)

G. E.

COULDN'T ESCAPE FROM A HORROR MOVIE

2009-12-20T15:01:00.001-02:00

There's a long list of things that you must NOT do when you're into a horror movie. Don't go upstairs, don't go downstairs, don't shoot the monster only once, don't have sex if you want to survive, don't be Paris Hilton or you'll surely die in a gruesome way (I don't mind that, though), and so on. Oh, and don't stay in weird hotels in the middle of nowhere.

I tried to follow this last advice, I swear. But it didn't work.

In my last dream, I was traveling with a group of friends in a black van. And we came indeed to a weird hotel in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't like Norman Bate's motel, but exactly the opposite: a nice, clean place, with very friendly owners.

But it was TOO perfect. Suspiciously perfect. I had a bad feeling about that place, so I suggested my friend the driver that we should leave at once. She agreed, but the rest of our friends wanted to stay. They were looking at us in a very strange way.

My friend and I ran to the van, and we escaped from the hotel and our friends. We reached the city and got out from the van, but then we saw that our zombie friends were there too, and we went for the van again. It was my turn to drive, but our zombie friends now had a remote control over the vehicle, and it moved straight to the sea. My friend and I opened the door as the van sank, and we were captured by our zombie friends (those traitors!!).

We were taken back to the hotel, and turned into some perfect freaks like the Stepford wives. If we tried to escape again, they would perform a lobotomy on us.

Sigh. At least I had a pretty dress.

G. E.

GIANT CATERPILLARS

2009-12-16T12:38:00.000-02:00

I'm waiting for Monarch butterflies to show up and lay eggs on my milkweed. No signs of them yet. So, last night I dreamed about them. There were a dozen Monarch caterpillars in my garden... but they were big as human arms!! Wow.

I got into the house to get my camera and photograph them, but most of them were gone when I went out, or they had become chrysalids. Darn :-D

G. E.

THE CANNIBAL NEIGHBORHOOD

2009-12-03T15:33:00.002-02:00

My dreaming machine is working again, yay! It was a very upsetting dream though...

Let me tell you first that there's an alternate version of Montevideo in my dreams. There are places that I've visited more than once; they are different than the real places, but always the same in my dreams, specially the coast and the center of the city. Most of the time I know where I am, and where is my house.

So, I was traveling in a bus with a lot of people I supposedly knew. The bus was so full that it moved very slowly, and we were in the other side of the city, heading for the main avenue where everyone would take their respective buses to go home.

The bus got lost, though. I didn't know exactly where we were, I had never seen those streets before. There was something special about them: every house was covered with beautiful mosaics.

We stopped to ask for directions. I looked through a window and saw a very fat, bald man, eating dinner. I didn't like his looks. Some other people and me kept walking and reached a plaza, where we found a whole mob of fat, bald people... with pointy teeth.

It was a neighborhood inhabited by cannibals!!

They wanted to eat us. I told them we were infected by mad cow disease, so it wouldn't be a good idea, but it was a stupid lie, I admit it (well, at least I tried SOMETHING), and they didn't believe it. We ran back to the bus and escaped. The bus was slow, all right, but the cannibals were slower. Whew!!

After a while we stopped again in a restaurant. The food was quite good, except for the roasted meat.

Maybe my brain is telling me that I must become vegetarian :-P

Anyway, next time I visit this alternate version of Montevideo, I must remember to avoid that particular neighborhood...

G. E.

I GET WHAT I WANT

2009-12-02T03:21:00.003-02:00

My dreaming machine is out of order again, so I'll tell you about another recurrent dream I've had in the past. My list of recurrent dreams is getting shorter, but hey, it's been a while since my last post.

Okay, whenever I want something, and I mean, REALLY want something (an object), I usually get it in my dreams. It makes me very happy, whatever it is: a CD, a book, a caterpillar, a camera, new clothes, sometimes gold coins or a winning lottery ticket. All right, a caterpillar is not an object, but I like to photograph butterflies, and some of them never stay still, so the best way to get a good photo is by raising them myself.

So, I get the thing, and I'm happy... and then I'm suspicious. I finally got what I wanted, what's the catch? Am I dreaming? I try to wake up, then, and I don't, so I start to believe that the thing is real, and I'm even happier. Yeah, it's real, I really got it!!

After a while, the thing becomes something else and I'm disappointed, or I wake up.

Darn! (specially about the gold coins or the lottery ticket).

G. E.

THE NAZIS AGAIN

2009-11-22T12:29:00.002-02:00

After several days of not dreaming anything interesting, my mind came up with a very dark and very disturbing dream.

In my dream I was a teenager, living in a Spanish community, and the country had been invaded by the Nazis. We were all very afraid, and for some reason all the children must hide from view. The other kids and me covered ourselves with blankets. We had to hide our toys and books too, and we weren't allowed to play or write.

Then a group of Gypsies visited us, and we had a great party. They played musical instruments, and they had several kids who didn't know about the restrictions, so they asked us to come out and play with them.

Then a neighbor came, one who didn't like Gypsies. We knew he was going to betray us, so we had to say goodbye. I cried when the Gypsies left, and wished them good luck.

But the Nazis came anyway, and even though we hid again, they took away all the kids of my community (they didn't take me 'cause I was older). I cried again when they left us, yelling, "Why, why?!" My voice echoed in the empty rooms. Then the Nazis came back, to take the adults too.

I had a sister (not my real half-sister), and I ran away with her. She was older than me, but somehow she depended on me, and I said we must go and hide in the forest, but I couldn't run. I knew then that I was dreaming, and thought that if I was able to run, I'd stand up in my bed still asleep. That felt weird.

Anyway, somehow we reached the forest, but the soldiers found us anyway, and captured us. They separated me from my sister, but I had had enough, and I yelled and broke things until they took me with her. She was very afraid, and I comforted her.

Suddenly many years passed and we were free again, and I still was with my sister. We went to a museum filled with stuff about movies and comic books (a very cool place, if you ask me). Then I woke up.

I still don't know how or why my mind makes up strange dreams like this one. I can't say I enjoyed it, but at least I have something to tell.

Have a nice day :-)

G. E.

THE GUINEA PIG

2009-11-15T14:52:00.002-02:00

Last night I dreamed there was a female Guinea pig in my house. And she was a marsupial too (a mutant Guinea pig, perhaps?).

She gave birth to a tiny baby which climbed to her pouch. How cute.

My cat, of course, thought she was cute in another sense. You know, like dinner. I had to scare him away several times.

I gave mommy Guinea pig a cardboard box, and she got into it immediately. I had put some pieces of paper there, and the Guinea pig started to chew them, preparing a nest.

After a while, I looked into the cardboard box, and here's what I found: mommy Guinea pig had made a lot of tiny cardboard weapons, like knives, to fight my cat if she had to. She had also made a lot of carboard pieces of furniture!

She was a very, very clever Guinea pig. Pity I woke up before I could see her baby grow up.

G. E.

THE GREEDY MAJOR

2009-11-13T13:57:00.001-02:00

Instead of getting married (sigh!), in my last dream I traveled with some friends to a very beautiful city. We walked by the coast, admired a street shop where they sold jewelry made with amethysts, and met a very kind and very fat cook. One of my friends fell in love with him. In case you wonder why I didn't, well, I don't mind fat guys, but according to my previous dream, I already have a fiancé :-) I like bookworms, too, and the cook wasn't one.

So, the cook told us that, although that part of the city was very nice (heck, the musical instruments of the local orchestra were made of GOLD), the Major was so greedy that in other parts of the city people didn't even have access to water.

We decided to punish the Major. We were going to force him to live like a poor until he fixed things.

We met the Major and he looked suspiciously like James Woods (my, that actor's everywhere, like Samuel Jackson), but after a while he transformed into some kind of bug (which sounds quite logical, if you ask me).

I squashed him under my foot. Forget about teaching him a lesson. That was a more definite solution. And you can't call it murder, because he was a bug now.

Pity we can't do that with every greedy politician in real life.

G. E.

MY FUTURE MOTHER-IN-LAW

2009-11-11T09:52:00.000-02:00

In my last dream, I was going to marry this incredibly sweet, handsome, and rich guy (yay!). We were organizing the wedding, which would be at his parents' house. It was such a big mansion that it had a ballroom, with a pretty staircase covered with a red carpet.

The problem was my future mother-in-law. She had accepted me quite well as part of the family, but she still was a very, very annoying lady. Everything had to be PERFECT. So, all the time she was around me, telling me I should hurry up and do this and that, and that I'd better get dressed RIGHT NOW or I'd be late for my wedding. I told her to calm down and locked myself in the bathroom, to escape from her for a while.

What she didn't know was that some vandals had entered the ballroom, and broken almost everything that could be broken. So, I'm glad I woke up before she found out. She would have been VERY mad.

Hope I can marry tonight ;-) (I don't mind the vandalized ballroom. And if you had met my fiancé, you wouldn't mind either.)

G. E.

THE UGLY ALIEN AND ME

2009-11-10T14:26:00.003-02:00

(I'm starting to think I must create a label for alien dreams...)

I dreamed this last night. I was talking to my dad, and he reminded me of something I had forgotten: that when I was a little girl I met an alien from outer space. Wha-a-a-a-t? But then I had a flashback, and I remembered...

I was like 7 or 8-years-old, and I was sleeping in my parents' bed. When I woke up, there was an alien behind me, holding my body so I couldn't escape. I turned my head to look at him, and saw part of his face: grey and ugly... very much like an orc from The Lord of the Rings. He wasn't much bigger than I. His skin was dry, full of wrinkles, and yet flexible. It was quite repulsive when it brushed against my face.

The alien started to make some weird questions about me and my family. After that, still with the alien beside me, I fell asleep again.

When I woke up, the alien dragged me out of the house. It was dark, but there were some people on the streets. The alien wanted to vaporize them with a weapon he had, and I begged him not to. Curiously, one of those passers-by was... Donald Duck! (?).

The alien also threatened to vaporize a couple of cats. Again I told him not to, but this time I thought he had said that just to annoy me.

We came to an old house. There were some poor kids living there (an older sister taking care of her two little brothers). They thought the alien was another (yet very ugly) kid, since he was so short. We started to play. The poor kids were hungry, but all of their food was rotten, and I felt very sorry for them.

After a while, some cops found us. The alien was suddenly gone. The cops took the poor kids away, to take care of them, and they brought me back home.

I still can't decide if the alien was a good guy or not. What do you think?

G. E.

EVIL SPHERES FROM OUTER SPACE

2009-11-05T14:25:00.000-02:00

This is another old dream, 'cause I haven't been dreaming anything interesting lately (gotta fix that... any idea?).

In my dream, I was looking at the sky and suddenly I spotted huge spheres coming down. They came from outer space, they were evil and pretended to destroy the Earth. They could also talk, and though I couldn't understand what they were saying, their tone was quite nasty.

They started to crush everything under their weight, and I ran away from them. I got into a dark building and managed to find an exit on the other side of it. Everything was quiet there, except for some kids playing soccer (darn, I hate soccer). I walked past them and found an artificial lake surrounded by tall, modern buildings. In the middle of the lake there was a small island, with something that looked like a white church on it (I'm not a religious person, yet I suppose that the church-looking building meant something). There was nobody else around me, and everything was so nice and peaceful that I no longer feared for myself, even if I knew I was going to die.

There was a street in front of me, with more tall buildings on both sides of it, and at the end of the street there were some beautiful trees. I started to walk in that direction (I wanted to see the trees), but I woke up then.

Now I'll never know what happened to those creepy evil spheres. Oh, well, they weren't friendly anyway.

G. E.

THE GANG OF THIEVES

2009-10-31T15:26:00.000-02:00

I often dream there's a gang of thieves trying to break into my house, through a door or a window. They're usually a group of adult men, but I can't see their faces very well because, although they aren't wearing masks, they're kinda shadowy.

I fight them back, usually with a big knife. It's a very violent situation. Usually the dream stops there, during the fight, so I've never dreamed they actually break into my house.

I still think I'd like to have a shotgun in those dreams. Would make the fight much easier!

Happy Halloween!

G. E.

STARS AND PLANETS

2009-10-29T21:20:00.009-02:00

I love photos of outer space. Planets, nebulae, galaxies, whatever.

In my dreams, whenever it's dark and I have a chance to look at the sky, sometimes I see those things impossibly close. I see Saturn on the horizon, for example, huge and beautiful, and it looks as if I could stretch out my hand and touch it. Sometimes there are more than one planet, and a zillion stars as well.

It's very much like those occasions when I see amazingly detailed buildings. I'm puzzled, and delighted. And again I wish I could take some pictures!!

G. E.

THE PARROT

2009-10-25T13:20:00.001-02:00

Last night I dreamed I was in my garden, and I found this lovely parrot hiding in my orange tree. It was green, with yellow and orange feathers on its wings. And it was quite friendly, too: I extended my hand, and it jumped to my open palm.

I petted it for a while. Then I got into the house to show it to my mom. After that, I told the parrot, "Okay, you must go now. Are you going to miss me?" The parrot said, "No." I laughed. "You're not going to miss me?" I asked, and the parrot, clearly joking, repeated, "No." I laughed again.

So, I went out and let it go. I hope it comes back some other day.

G. E.

WEIRD PLAY AND AN EXPLODING CITY

2009-10-21T16:23:00.002-02:00

In the first part of my dream, I was watching a theatre play with some other people. It was an open stage, all surrounded by water. I don't remember much about the play, but it was quite weird. A scene got stuck in my mind: there were a man and a woman in a boat, but the boat was sinking and only their heads were above the surface. They didn't seem worried about it, though.

In the second part of my dream, the city was kind of exploding from inside, sending big rocks into the sky which would fall down again like burning meteorites. There were fires everywhere, so we had to escape from there at once, though it seemed impossible. I joined a group led by a young bearded man, and we walked through the city avoiding the fires and falling rocks. Finally we reached the coast. It was a high place, and from there we could see that the rest of the city was mostly intact (there were only a couple of fires). The plan was to walk through the coast until we found a totally safe place.

I don't know if we succeeded. I woke up after that.

One thing that bothers me about this kind of dreams: I never hear the sound of the explosions! Should I call a technician?

G. E.

ANTS IN MY BED

2009-10-20T14:43:00.001-02:00

This is a recurrent dream, but it's been a while since the last time I dreamed it.

In the dream I'm lying in my bed, and the bed is full of ants. They don't bite me, but it's still a bothersome situation.

In real life I often have to fight some pesky ants in my garden, so maybe this dream has something to do with that. When I was a little girl, though, I was with a friend in the woods and we both sat over an ant nest. When we noticed, we were already covered with ants! Ugh! It took us a while to get rid of them (we even had to brush our hair), but at least they weren't red ants, 'cause those ones are really nasty.

So, perhaps my subconscious still likes to remind me of that day. A fond memory of my childhood... (well, sort of).

G. E.

I WAS A SUPERHEROINE

2009-10-16T17:20:00.000-02:00

Last night I dreamed I was in some sort of fantasy land, opressed by two supervillains who lived in a tower. One of them was a young, black-haired woman, dressed like a queen, the other one was a giant guy made of grey sand, with a very evil expression in his hollow eyes (creeeepy).

Those supervillains must be defeated, so I traveled with some unknown guy to the other side of a river, where we met a council of wise magicians. They turned me into a powerful superheroine, with a golden armor and blue wings. I looked quite awesome!

We returned to our land, then I had to fight a lot of enemy soldiers. It was a very violent and bloody fight, but I was so powerful that I knocked them all down, beating them with my fists and wings. Yay!

Then I flew to the tower, and pushed it until it fell down.

Really, it was a great dream. And it was MUCH better to be a superheroine than an unlucky Cinderella! :-P

G. E.

UNLUCKY CINDERELLA

2009-10-15T16:05:00.003-02:00

In this dream, I was Cinderella. Or very much like her. I had two stepsisters, and we were going to a ball.

But I was an UNLUCKY Cinderella. My (stupid) stepsisters had (stupid) partners, but I didn't (not even a stupid one, darn). They were wearing pretty dresses, but mine wasn't very pretty. There was a disguise contest, and my stepsisters wore nice disguises, but I had to wear... old plastic bags!

By the way, Kevin Costner was also there, but he wasn't doing anything important, probably because I don't like most of his movies. If you wonder why he was there, well, I wouldn't have invited him, but I wasn't the host at that ball.

Anyway, at the contest, my stepsisters and I had to climb some steps to reach a platform. I had a problem with that, though: my feet were inside the same plastic bag! So, I had to half-jump, half-walk in a very funny way, like a clumsy penguin, as I wondered what should I tell the jury about my disguise. That I was planet Earth, perhaps, all polluted with plastic?

I started to laugh so hard that I woke myself up, still laughing :-D

G. E.

THE BOY AND THE CLOCK

2009-10-13T15:24:00.000-02:00

Last night I dreamed I was home, and I found a dismantled clock in my bedroom. It was an electronic clock, so the pieces looked like those from a computer. I tried to assemble it, though I didn't really have a clue, but there was this incredibly annoying little boy stealing the pieces and hiding them under the bed. Several times I had to go after him, to recover those missing pieces. The boy wasn't playing, he really wanted to make me mad.

So, the dream ended before I could assemble the dismantled clock. Stupid little kid.

G. E.

PLAYING HOCKEY

2009-10-08T15:35:00.000-02:00

In my dream, I met a guy who was wearing roller skates, and he invited me to play hockey. I've never played hockey in real life, mind you, but I said okay, and suddely I was also wearing roller skates, and we started to play.

And my, that was fun! We were playing amazingly fast, too, and I was suprised that I was so good at a game I had never played before.

Then I hit the puck very hard (it was a disc, not a ball, though we weren't playing ice hockey), and it got lost in the distance.

Perhaps I forgot that we were playing hockey, not golf. Okay, maybe I'll try golf next time. And maybe I will be good at it too, since EVERYTHING's possible in my dreams.

I was sorry that the dream ended there, though. That guy was really cool :-)

G. E.

ALIENS AND WARRIORS

2009-10-02T18:28:00.001-03:00

I had two dreams last night. In the first one, the world had been invaded by destructive aliens from outer space. They bombed the whole city, and we humans were forced to escape and hide from them. Yet some people and I carefully spied the aliens, to find out why they had come to Earth.

Well, it seems their planet had run out of some elements (like metals and minerals), so now they were filling up their spaceships with random objects, to take them back home.

Stupid aliens. They could have ASKED before bombing us. I mean, we have a lot of garbage they could have taken with them for free!

By the way, at the beginning of my dream they were wearing some kind of armor. Then some aliens took them off and revealed their true appearance: they looked very much like dead trees, with creepy white eyes.

In my second dream, some warriors and I attacked a temple to be admitted there as students of martial arts. The fight was very much like those from Asian movies, and actually, one of the warriors of my group was an Asian woman dressed in red.

We won the fight and were admitted as students. One of our first tasks was to walk and walk around the temple (a beautiful building, as usual), as some kind of exercise. It was a tiresome walk, but for some reason it wasn't hard for me. I could climb stairs very easily, as if I was an astronaut on the Moon. Later I found out that I could float in the air and fly as well.

Unfortunately, my dream ended there. Darn. I never had the chance to face some enemies and try my awesome powers in a real battle!

G. E.

THE SPIDERS AND ME

2009-10-01T16:30:00.000-03:00

I like spiders. I don't mind to have them in my house: either I leave them alone or take them to my garden.

I have a recurrent dream, though, where I find spiders in my house, specially under the bed. But they're amazingly big and hairy, with a lot of shiny eyes. Most of the time I'm searching for something (that's why I'm looking under the bed or other pieces of furniture), and the spiders are so huge and so numerous that I feel kinda scared. And I usually think: "Wow, I should have cleaned more often here, if they multiply like this when I'm not looking."

I've never been attacked by those spiders, though, as I've never been stung by spiders in real life. Those monster-spiders in my dreams, though, still make me feel uneasy...

G. E.

THE CAT AND THE LION

2009-09-28T13:56:00.001-03:00

Yesterday I dreamed I was at the beach, with an unknown family. I was holding my cat, who was terribly scared and wanted to run away. So, I said goodbye to the family and walked home, still holding my cat in any possible way (it isn't easy to hold a cat when it wants to run away, they're SO flexible!).

Finally I came home and let my cat jump down, and he immediately ran to his litter box. That was kinda stupid. I mean, we had been at the BEACH, for goodness' sake, all surrounded by SAND!

Then I looked through the window and noticed there were a lot of wild felines on the other side. They were all friendly. The smallest of them was a bobcat, who got into my house through the bars and let me pet it.

But there was also a big lion on the other side. I didn't dare to touch it, not even through the bars. Still, the lion wanted to get into my house. A monkey (?) helped him to unlock the door, and then the lion was right there in front of me.

I was pretty scared, but the lion was tame and friendly. He came close to me, and I finally hugged him. I love big felines, and believe me, it feels great to hug a lion!

I think I know what this dream means. But I won't tell :-)

G. E.

WALKING BAREFOOT... IN THE STORM

2009-09-27T14:08:00.002-03:00

My latest dream must be connected somehow to the dream I posted yesterday, because of their similarities.

I was with a friend, somewhere in the city, and we both hid under a rock (?) because it was starting to rain. It was a light rain, but then I saw some very dark, menacing clouds that promised a real storm, and I thought it was time to seek a better refuge. So, I walked toward a house and stood under a balcony. There I met some ladies whom I know in real life, but don't really like (such an uncomfortable situation!).

Anyway, the balcony wasn't the best refuge either, and we all decided to go home. First we jumped into some kind of wagon, but later we were just walking under the heavy rain. Again, I wasn't wearing shoes. My feet weren't cold, but they were quite muddy. Yuk.

There was so much water running on the streets that it was kinda dangerous, and I thought it hadn't been the best idea to walk home in the middle of the storm, specially because we were also exposed to be struck by lightning.

But the rain finally stopped, yet I still was far away from home. I kept walking and walking (alone), I got into a building, I had to escape some unknown enemies, I kept walking, I reached the coast, I was still far away from home.

And so I woke up, because I was tired of walking and it was a boring, stupid dream :-D

G. E.

WALKING BAREFOOT

2009-09-26T13:57:00.002-03:00

I often dream I'm walking through my city. That's because I usually do that, since it's good for health. Yet sometimes I dream I'm too far away from home, and I want to take a bus but it doesn't come, and I know I have to walk a really long distance. That's a bit annoying, specially when it's dark and I know I'll be home quite late. Sometimes I can fly, though, or I'm wearing my roller skates.

Last night I dreamed precisely that. I had to get some document from a public office, in the oldest part of Montevideo. So, I got into this old, big black building. After I finished my business there, though, I stayed a bit longer, to take a look at the building itself, for it was very beautiful. There was a wide room all painted in white, with thick columns. Both the columns and the walls were sculpted in bas-relief with human figures, and somewhere there was a statue of a naked man fighting a dragon. The man was white, the dragon was black.

I left the building and started walking. The strange thing was, though, that I wasn't wearing shoes! It was raining, as well. And I didn't have an umbrella. In these conditions it wasn't a good idea to walk home, so I decided to take a bus. As I waited, though, I discovered a pair of sneakers in my backpack, so I put them on. They were violet, though, which is kinda weird, for I'd NEVER buy violet sneakers (sorry, it's just not my color).

And I was left there, still waiting for a bus that wasn't coming. I wonder if this means something...

Next time, though, I'll make sure I'm taking my roller skates with me. Just in case.

G. E.

SEA CREATURES AND RABID DOG

2009-09-24T13:30:00.000-03:00

Last night I dreamed I was walking by the coast with a friend. There was a short wall, and the ocean was on the other side. Suddenly I saw black fins cutting the water surface: they were false killer whales. Then I saw black and white shapes: killer whales! I got close, looked over the wall, and I saw that there were many other creatures in the water, which was crystal clear. There were dolphins, swordfish, sharks, and some small fish. The dolphins got close to us, and started jumping out of the water in a playful way.

But there were some rocks on the other side of the wall, too, and suddenly a dog climbed them and jumped to our side of the wall. And, of course! he was a rabid dog and attacked me (I'm getting tired of this, really). I held its jaws open, and my friend dropped some object down the dog's throat, which calmed instantly. It didn't seem like it was chocking; it just stopped moving, and there was a puzzled expression on its eyes.

I need some kind of therapy. Pronto.

G. E.

PIECES OF TWO DREAMS

2009-09-21T15:18:00.000-03:00

I had two different dreams last night. They were kinda confusing (I haven't been sleeping too well lately), but there are two "scenes" that stood up from the whole mess.

In my first dream, there was a flood and the streets of the city turned into rivers. It was an unknown city, and I was with an unknown girl. We were trying to find a way to cross to the other side, and we managed to do so, but after a while the other girl got too close to the water again and she was carried away by a whale. Bye-bye, my unknown friend!

In my second dream, my house was somehow in London (?), and a fire started somewhere. I was with a group of unknown people, and one of the rooms of my house was starting to catch fire, which we put out with a garden hose. We closed the windows, then went out. It was dark, and the trees and buildings were burning. The fire wasn't very close to us, though, and when the morning came it had all been put out. The city was burnt here and there, except for the fountains. They were beautiful fountains, by the way, made of marble and with some pretty sculptures.

It still bothers me that I cannot take pictures of my dreams...

G. E.

KILLING MY CAT IN ANOTHER TOWN

2009-09-19T11:47:00.002-03:00

This dream kind of started when I and some other people moved to a small, old town. There was an amusement park around it, but it looked rusty and abandoned. We met some people, who were all very friendly.

There was a woman among my group who had just had a baby (a girl). The baby was put in a cradle, but we felt there was some threat to her in the room. We didn't know a thing about the house where we had moved to, yet soon we found out that it was haunted. There were bunches of short animal hair floating menancingly in the air (yeah, floating hair is so frightening...), and after a while I discovered that there was an evil dog ghost living in the house. The evil dog materialized and I had to kill it (as usual... sigh!). As I was trying to strangle it, the dog turned into a cat, MY cat, but he was also evil and so I didn't stop.

(I have to do something about this. I mean, I work at a veterinary clinic, for heaven's sake! I can't go on dreaming that I kill pets. Doesn't speak well of me as a professional...)

Later we found out that we were in a ghost TOWN, and then all its inhabitants disappeared, even Stephen King, whom I saw for a brief moment. I don't know why was he there, but it seemed kinda appropriate (maybe the ghost town was in Maine). Anyway, thanks for the visit, Mr. King! I love your books!

It didn't make sense to stay in the empty town, so we left it. I don't remember the rest of the dream.

G. E.

MY EX FRIEND'S HOUSE

2009-09-14T13:27:00.002-03:00

There was a girl who used to be my friend when I was a child. We stopped seeing each other when we were in high-school, but sometimes I still dream I visit her house. I did so last night.

The strange thing is, that house is usually a frightening place in my dreams. The main staircase is narrow and dangerous, the rooms are dark or old-looking, and the people inside the house aren't very friendly (except for my ex friend's father, who was always a quiet and polite man).

I know why my dreams are like that: my ex friend's mother was a bit crazy, and always made me feel uneasy. She was some kind of religious fanatic (not as bad as Carrie's mother, though!), and rather unpredictable. She could be funny and friendly... but she could also act (and look!) like a witch. She had an ugly voice, too, specially when she yelled.

Last night I dreamed she was holding me captive, and I had to listen to her religious speech. I sat quietly... waiting for the chance to escape from her and leave the house.

Hum, maybe that woman WAS some kind of witch indeed. She and her house still haunt me!

Do you think she may be the witch at the top of the staircase? (10/13/08).

G. E.

CLUMSY ME

2009-09-13T14:41:00.000-03:00

I use to have clumsy days. Last night, though, I had a clumsy dream.

I was making myself some tea. So far, so good. But then I poured the boiling water into a glass, which is generally a bad idea. So, I immediately wanted to empty the glass to save it from breaking, and I did it... by pouring the water right into the sugar pot instead of my tea cup. I cursed myself for being so stupid as I washed the sugar pot in the sink, throwing away a lot of soaked sugar.

So good it was just a dream. If I was this clumsy in real life, I'd worry about my mental health!

G. E.

WHEN THE TOWERS FELL

2009-09-11T06:02:00.002-03:00

Yeah, I dreamed about that the very day it happened. I was so shocked. I had to see the place with my own eyes, so I flew all the way to New York and landed right in front of the wreckage. I still couldn't believe it.

There was nobody around, except one cop, who asked me to show an ID. I did so, and he frowned, 'cause he couldn't recognize the foreign document. I had to explain that I came from Uruguay, and then, as usual, I had to explain that Uruguay is that country squeezed between Argentina and Brazil. I don't blame the cop for now knowing where Uruguay is. It's so small.

I don't remember the rest of the dream. I wish it had been just a nightmare :-(

G. E.

FLYING OVER THE RIVER

2009-09-10T15:42:00.000-03:00

Last night I dreamed I traveled by plane from Montevideo (Uruguay) to Buenos Aires (Argentina). It was a small plane, and it was flying quite low over the water.

There were two kids sitting beside me. I looked through the window, and I saw shadows moving under the surface of the river. "Look!" I said to the kids. "There are whales there."

But they weren't whales. They were giant sharks!! They were cool anyway. The river was also full of swordfish and a few creatures that looked kinda primitive, like those from the age of dinosaurs.

You know, I was a bit afraid then, 'cause the sharks started to jump out of the water, and I thought they might try to catch the plane...

G. E.

PLEASE, NOT IN HIGH-SCHOOL AGAIN!!

2009-09-10T00:42:00.002-03:00

This is a recurrent nightmare, and last night I dreamed it again. Darn.

I was back in high-school. In a Math class! (my most hated subject). The teacher wrote a formula in the black board, and I groaned. The teacher asked me if there was something wrong with me, and I complained, as I used to do in real life, that I wanted to be a V-E-T, and that that meant B-I-O-L-O-G-Y, and that I would never need all those stupid formulas. (By the way, I was right: it's been a lot of years since I finished high-school, and I've NEVER needed them.) The teacher didn't get mad at me, though, and the class finished. But I looked at mi schedule, and it was FULL! I groaned again.

Before my next class I had to talk with a friend of mine, who was somewhere else, maybe in a theatre. When I found her, she was sewing a tutu for the ballet The Swan Lake. (Why is it always The Swan Lake? C'mon, there are so many others!) There were some dancers rehearsing, and in order to talk with my friend, I had to wear one of the tutus. I don't remember what we talked about, but when we finished, I put on my own clothes again, complaining that I had lost a lot of time there, and that I would be late for my next class. My friend asked me, "Why are you so upset about being late? Claudia will share her notes with you." I answered, "Yeah, right, but it's tiresome to read them 'cause she misspells a lot of words" (which is true in real life, and Claudia admits it).

So, I went back to the classroom... but first I had to go down a wide slide. There were maybe a hundred people there, all of them sliding at the same time: children, men, even old ladies. I wonder what the old ladies were doing there; I mean, going down a slide at a certain age sounds like a good way to break your hip bones...

After the slide, I couldn't find my classroom again. The place had changed, and the high-school buildings weren't there anymore.

I didn't mind that. The vanishing high-school was the perfect excuse to miss the rest of my boring classes!! :-D

G. E.

HELPING THE ALIENS

2009-09-08T22:04:00.001-03:00

This dream ocurred during a nap, and my nap dreams often don't make any sense, so you'll have to excuse me if you can't understand this one. I couldn't.

Okay, the dream started like a movie. The main character wasn't me, but a young man, and he was the captain of a spaceship. Some sort of cheap Captain Kirk, 'cause his spaceship and crew were small. But he was hot, anyway :-D

There were aliens in that planet, who were fighting some other alien race. They asked help from my captain, and he agreed. So he called his crew, and they flew to the alien base in their little spaceship, though first they had to escape from a giant Dobermann dog. Don't ask me to explain that, I wouldn't be able to.

They were going to start a war with the enemy alien race, who lived underground. But first, there was some kind of festival where they had to feed sugar-coated candy to a colony of ants. Suddenly I was there, and I helped with the candy (I saved a few sugar-coated eggs for myself). There was a lot of candy, but there were a lot of ants as well, and they ate the candy in a few minutes.

(Believe it or not, I can explain the part about the ants: yesterday I had to spray some poison on my rose trees, for the ants were rapidly cutting their leaves. Stupid ants.)

Well, after feeding the ants, the aliens made the first move to start their war. They had an Egyptian coffin (?), which they put into another Egyptian coffin, and into yet another Egyptian coffin. So, it was a Russian doll made of Egyptian coffins. I can't explain this either. I haven't got any Egyptian coffins or Russian dolls in my house.

The coffin was thrown into a black pit. I think the coffin was supposed to cause some damage once it hit the bottom of the pit, where the other aliens lived. That makes sense, somehow: throw something down, hit your neighbors in the head, and they'll surely get mad at you.

I don't know what should happen after that. The war would start soon, all right, but my captain's plans where such a secret that not even I knew a thing about them.

But it didn't matter, anyway, for the dream changed then. I was walking by the coast, to meet a friend, and all around me there was some other festival (no ants on it). It was a sunny and beautiful day. And I woke up.

I told you, this dream doesn't make any sense. Please don't blame me for that, it's my mind who comes up with all this weird stuff...

G. E.

THE TREASURE

2009-09-07T13:09:00.000-03:00

In my last dream, a friend had invited me to a trip. They were going to spend some time in the wild, enjoying nature. I rejected the invitation, for I had some other things to do.

Well, when my friend came back, she told me to go with her and see something that she and the others had found during their trip. She led me to a room. There was a table there, and the table was full of semi-precious stones. I picked up some to look at them. They were rough, and yet they shone with brilliant colors: red, blue, green, violet, yellow. It was a small treasure. Or maybe not so small, since they had collected so many stones (the pile was quite big).

Next time I won't miss that trip!!

G. E.

A CITY OF GIANTS

2009-09-06T15:31:00.002-03:00

The first part of this dream was a nightmare. I was back in high-school, and we had a Math class.

AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

So good it was over soon.

In the second part of my dream, I was traveling by plane with my cat. Then the plane turned into a bus. My cat was afraid and I didn't have a tranquilizer for him, so he jumped down from my lap, escaped from the bus, and I had to get down to chase him.

Somewhere in my dream I totally forgot about my cat, and as I walked down a street I came to an open space with a lot of big, beautiful buildings. They weren't of the Baroque style, for a change. Instead, they were solid, without a lot of details, yet they had some great lines (not like modern buildings, which are rather boring). Some yards away from the buildings, standing alone, there was a huge tree. It was amazingly beautiful too, and I was glad it wasn't near the buildings, for I could appreciate it in all its splendor.

I walked toward the biggest building, painted in a creamy orange. It was a museum. The rooms were small, a bit dark, and had a lot of interesting objects in them (old pieces of furniture, pictures, dolls). They were family rooms, but there was no guide to tell me about their former owners.

Anyway, there were many other people visiting the museum, and I followed some of them. We went outside, and crossed a bridge made of trunks. On our right side there were three old, rustic, huge towers made of more trunks and stones. And when I mean huge, I mean HUGE. They were really impressive, and made me feel quite small.

After that we were surrounded by buildings again, but they were of the ancient Greek style. They weren't ruins, though, for each building was in excellent condition. But they were incredibly big, too big for human beings (we literally had to climb the steps, for they were five feet tall), and their doors were closed. Soon we found out that it was some kind of forbidden city that belonged to giants or Titans (more Greek mythology), and that we were trapped and would be killed there!

Oh, oh.

I don't remember what attacked us first. There was a bunch of dinosaurs, all of them T-Rexes in different, dark colors (dark blue, dark red, dark grey, and so on). There were giant leeches too. They were bigger than elephants, and wanted to suck us entirely, not just our blood. There were armed guardians, who shot us arrows. I shot them back, for suddenly I had a bow and arrows too, but none of my arrows hit the target. (If you wonder why I had a bow and arrows, it's because lately I've been watching the BBC series Robin Hood.)

There was a single open building, and I hid there. But the reason it wasn't forbidden to enter that building, was because it was full of demons, and the building had a direct gateway to Hell (a dark pit where people was being pushed in). I escaped from there through the bars that suddenly blocked the entrance. So good I'm not fat, or else I would have gotten stuck in them :-)

The night came, and we looked at the moon. It was a fake moon, and then the city turned around itself, and we were able to continue our journey. The buildings around us were still Greek, but some of them had advertisements and neon lights, and there were gift shops (???). The souvenirs were too expensive, though.

One street was paved with ice, and suddenly I had ice skates on my feet, so I was able to skate until the ice disappeared.

Finally the dream changed. It was some story that was being told to me, and it had a moral (I never heard it), but by then the dream was fading away, and I woke up a little before my alarm clock rang.

I don't know if this dream has some sort of meaning. But my, it left me exhausted!!

G. E.

HANNAH MONTANA AND THE PROM

2009-09-04T15:22:00.001-03:00

In the first part of my dream, Hannah Montana came to be my guest for a few days. I don't understand why, 'cause I couldn't care less about her. But she was a nice girl in my dream, though, and a good guest. Okay, this part of the dream is kinda irrelevant, but I thought one of my friends might find it amusing, since she's sick of Hannah Montana ;-)

In the second part of my dream, it was the night of my prom. Which is kinda weird, too, 'cause it's not a custom in my country. We had some sort of party that day, but not a prom. All right, maybe that's why I dreamed about it, because I would have liked to have one, yet in my dream I didn't really want to go to the prom. Why? Well, because I didn't have a proper dress, and I didn't have a partner (where's my Russian Prince when I need him???). I was with two friends who didn't have a dress or a partner either, so I didn't feel TOO bad about it, knowing I wasn't the only pathetic one.

But the aliens from outer space (?) had a different idea. They were DETERMINED to make us go to the prom. So, they used their levitation technology (??) and picked up my two friends, who floated gracefully toward a dressing room. I floated too, but not so gracefully: I tried to escape and they grabbed my leg, so I floated upside down all the way to the dressing room, yelling and struggling. Oh, well...

The aliens gave us pretty dresses. No partners, though (dang). I don't remember the color of my dress, but it was tight and made of satin. I looked great (but what was the point of looking great, since I didn't have partner??). I don't remember if I was wearing heels, but considering I could walk normally, I suppose not (I can't walk in heels, I'm not used to them). The aliens also gave us books to give as presents. My book was entitled Guide to Become a Good Principal, or something like that.

At the prom, they started playing some Brazilian music. I still didn't have a partner, and I still didn't really want to be there, but I love Brazilian music, so I decided to dance and have fun.

After a while they told us that our high-school was going to have a new principal, who was... Matthew McConaughey! Gee, WHY HIM???? Hum, maybe he got tired of making stupid chick flicks...

Ah, but now I could see the reason for my book! I walked directly toward our new principal and gave him the book.

Now I just hope Matthew McConaughey makes a better principal than an actor.

I'm still wondering, though, why the aliens thought it was so important for me to attend that prom. I mean, not even Matthew McConaughey as a high-school principal is so important in the grand scheme of things...

G. E.

HUGE STONE LION HEADS

2009-09-02T15:56:00.000-03:00

I had a very long dream last night, but most of it was just too twisted to share it here.

But there's a cool part around the middle of my dream that I can tell. I was in a restaurant with some friends, waiting for a children choir to start singing, and I looked through the window. There were some tall buildings in front of the restaurant, and one of them had big stone lion heads near the top. They were quite impressive.

I said to one of my friends, "You know? once I dreamed about a big city just like this one, where every building was adorned with huge sculptures like those lion heads." My friend asked, "How were they?" I answered, "I don't remember exactly, I had that dream several years ago. But this city is very much like that one. How interesting!"

Well, girl, YOU WERE HAVING THE SAME DREAM, YOU DUMMY! DUH! :-D

G. E.

POOR HORSE WAS NOT A BIKE

2009-09-01T22:58:00.000-03:00

In my dream, I was on a journey. I was traveling with someone else, both of us riding horses (mine wasn't black, for a change). We arrived at some place where we had to take a bus, so I left my brown horse in a field and checked my luggage.

I noticed I had forgotten my digital camera. It's quite expensive, so I searched for my horse to go back and retrieve it. Then I saw that my poor horse was hanging from a roof, all tied up with ropes!

I told some people to untie him, and complained that my horse was a living creature, not a bicycle that you could hang somewhere when you're not using it. I was really, really angry.

The horse seemed dead at first, but after a while he recovered. Whew!

I rode him again and went back to get my camera. And I can tell you, my friend the horse was happy to be able to move again.

G. E.

EDIBLE COLORFUL SNOWFLAKES

2009-08-31T15:56:00.000-03:00

In my dream I was in a log cabin, with some friends. It was dark, and it was winter, and it started to snow. I love snow. I looked through the window, and noticed that every snowflake was perfect, so I went out to look at them closely. I picked up some of them. They were small, white and amazingly beautiful, but after a while, as I kept picking up new ones, they became bigger an colorful. Finally they were the size of cookies (still shaped like snowflakes), and very colorful. And they were edible! They had no taste, though, but it's difficult to taste things in dreams.

If you ask me why I ate those snowflakes, well, it's never a bad idea to try something nice-looking that has fallen from the sky. Just remember that story in the Bible, when the Jews where in the desert :-)

G. E.

I DIDN'T QUITE GET THIS ONE

2009-08-29T14:17:00.000-03:00

'Cause, really, it was very, very weird.

In my dream, a woman crashed her yatch against another boat, and we had to find her dead body. But somehow the yatch wasn't a yatch anymore, but some sort of room with a lot of shelves full of clothes. And we were looking for her dead body... in the form of a green dog collar (??).

After a while the room wasn't a room either. I was in an open space, and there was a black horse taking a nap (recurrent figure in my dreams, see 05/26/09). There were also three miniature kittens. And I mean the size of my fingernails. I picked them up to keep them safe, and stopped to look at something else I found on my way. Then one of the kittens, which had shrunk to the size of an insect, got lost in my hair and I couldn't find it again.

Well, that made a little sense. I have a lot of hair :-)

G. E.

PSYCHO DOG AND TERRORISTS

2009-08-25T15:29:00.001-03:00

This dream started at my vet school. I was with a group of people who had a sick Rottweiler. The dog had a huge mouth tumor that was causing him a lot of pain. Apart from that, the dog was kind of psycho: he growled and tried to bite, then he was friendly and wanted to be petted, and then he wanted to bite again.

So, he needed surgery AND a therapist.

The owners of the Rottweiler had another strange dog: a small mutt covered with warts. That one looked pretty funny.

I said goodbye to the owners of the Rottweiler and my fellow students, and headed home. Somehow, though, the surroundings of my faculty were totally different, and I got lost. I didn't know the street names, neither the buildings around me. I kept walking, anyway, and I reached the coast. It was a harbor, and there were a lot of old, dirty buildings. I got into one of them, and I got lost there too (it seems like I was in disorientated mode that night).

That building was a dangerous place. It was full of Islamic terrorists!! (gee, they're everywhere nowadays). They thought I was some kind of spy, and ran after me. They also pointed their Kalashnikov rifles at me and tried to shoot me down. Of course, I ran away from them at full speed. The staircases were kinda confusing, though, like those from an Escher drawing. In some places they were made of metal, and I had to hang from them like a monkey. That was rather amusing, though, because my arms are not that strong in real life, and if I tried to do that, I'd probably fall on my butt.

So, I hid in another part of the building. There were four people in that room. From the CIA (they're everywhere too, it seems). They were on some secret mission, but it didn't have anything to do with the terrorists, for they asked me if I was an alien. And I mean, an alien from outer space, not an illegal immigrant.

(There were terrorists in the building, but the CIA agents wouldn't do a thing about them. You can get some interesting conclusions from this.)

(An another thing: Mulder and Scully belonged to the FBI, not the CIA. Maybe they moved? By the way, where were the Men in Black? Gee, what a mess.)

I told them I wasn't an alien, I was a vet and I had come there by accident. And then, I don't know why, I pointed at one of the agents and said, "But he's an alien." The guy looked around with a guilty expression and ran away. Then he transformed into an alien indeed!!! (wow, I was right!). But his new legs were too short, so he stumbled and fell face down.

I love to wake up laughing :-D

G. E.

THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING

2009-08-22T14:50:00.001-03:00

Yeah, it's about The Lord of the Rings again.

In my dream, I was with the whole Fellowship inside the mountains, escaping from the mighty balrog (quite a realistic scene, it was just like the movie, with rocks, fire, and all). It's my favorite part of the movie, and my favorite part of the soundtrack too.

But wait, I couldn't hear anything!

So, even when the balrog was getting close, and we were in a hurry, I stopped in the middle of the bridge and asked out loud, "Hey, where is the music???"

Kinda stupid question to ask when you're about to get killed by a fiery monster with a giant whip...

G. E.

LITTLE GREEN FEET SUCKERS

2009-08-18T21:24:00.000-03:00

I use to meet the most interesting creatures in my dreams. Today I took a nap, and dreamed about these little green monsters with dark spots and big eyes, who liked to suck people's feet. At first I was afraid of them, for I thought they were parasites (like leeches), but after a while I found out that they only liked to suck sweat from people's feet, just like butterflies. They could also talk and were actually very friendly.

They weren't appropriate for people with ticklish feet, though :-D

Perhaps they came from the same dimension than the bouncing worms (08/05/09). Who knows?

(I miss the Russian Prince!! Can I meet him again?? Please?)

G. E.

THE RUSSIAN PRINCE AND ME

2009-08-18T00:49:00.000-03:00

The dream didn't start with the Russian Prince, though. First I was in a beautiful museum, and there was some kind of black throne. And on the throne there was a hat that belonged to... Hitler! Gee, another Nazi element. I think I need an exorcism!! Help!!!

Anyway, after that I moved to another building full of travelers. I guess there was a train station nearby, and probably a harbor too. I sat down and borrowed a big book about the Spanish Royal Palace, full of colorful pictures of paintings and other pretty stuff. The pictures were incredibly detailed, as usual, which makes me wonder (again) how my brain can come up with such things when I'm sleeping.

The owner of the book asked me to return it, which I did thinking that I should buy one for myself.

Then I met the Russian Prince.

He was tall, rather thin, handsome and elegant, with dark blonde hair and dark eyes. A very refined man, educated and quiet, with a certain air of sadness about him (as if he needed good company). He kissed my hand (such a gentleman!!), and I, not wasting the wonderful chance before me, immediately told him that in my country we greet people in another way, and kissed his perfectly shaved cheek (ha!).

We started to talk about this and that and then he invited me to spend some days at his palace in Russia :-O

Of course, I didn't hesitate and accepted his invitation at once :-)

We departed on an old sailing ship (blame the Russian economy for that), and we flirted ALL the way to Russia, even during a storm that happened in the middle of our trip. I was very pleased with the situation: things were going great between us, we were about to reach the coast, and...

... and I woke up!!

Dang. Dang, dang, dang, dang, DANG!!!!!

G. E.

FIRST S. KING, THEN THE GILMORE GIRLS?

2009-08-11T15:44:00.001-03:00

Last night I dreamed for several hours, and since I woke up many times, I had five or six different dreams. I will tell you two of them.

My first dream was like a movie. And it was based on Stephen King's The Mist!

I woke up in my dream and noticed the mist outside. Since I've read King's story, I knew that there were monsters hiding in the mist, and so I couldn't let it get into my house. I was alone. I closed all the doors and windows, turned off all the lights, and hoped that the monsters would skip my house.

It didn't work. They got into my house anyway. I went to the living room and lied on the sofa, thinking that if I didn't move they wouldn't see me, like the T-Rex of Jurassic Park.

I was wrong. They knew I was there, they just didn't want to kill me. They had a PLAN for me!

Most of the monsters didn't look like monsters, though. They looked like dirty middle-aged men. You know, the type of losers you meet at the bars after midnight. And they all wanted to use my toilet (a bad omen, for sure).

So, the leader of the monsters (a bald, middle-aged man) finally came to me. I was supposed to be his assistant, and to make clear that I should obey him, he cut my arm, digged the wound with his fingers and took a piece of bone from my shoulder.

It's a good thing that I cannot feel pain in my dreams, or else I would have screamed quite loudly...

My wound closed by itself, which was a good thing too, for it would have needed around 20 stitches. And I don't like needles.

After that unusual surgical procedure, the leader of the monsters told me that I'd better obey him or else he would torture me again. Of course, I said okay, no problem.

These monsters seemed to be aliens, and they had this plot to take over the world (how original...). The leader told me to pack up a few things, for we were going elsewhere. I agreed.

But first, just out of curiosity, I went to the toilet. And oh, the horror!! It was filthy!! Yeah, like a bar's toilet that hasn't been cleaned up in weeks!!!

I woke up then. I refused to clean all that mess!

My second dream started with Rory Gilmore, from the TV series Gilmore Girls. She had stolen a book from the library, and walked to her grandma's house. Before she got in, she heard her grandma (Emily) talking on the phone with Rory's mother, saying that they were looking for her, so Rory didn't get into the house and left the place instead.

Emily Gilmore left her house too, searching for Rory, and she came to a building. But instead of getting inside it through the front door, she climbed the wall! Imagine this: a high-class lady, wearing fine clothes and heeled shoes, climbing a wall. It looked as funny as it sounds.

So, Emily finally reached a long balcony. There were three people there, grandma, mother and girl, and they were so surprised when they saw Emily that they fell from the balcony. The unknown grandma managed to hold her daughter and she held her little girl as well, so the three of them were hanging dangerously and needed immediate help.

Then I saw Rory coming from the other extreme of the long balcony, and I finally appeared on the dream. I was eating chocolate mousse (funny, because I don't like mousse), and in order to help the family in distress, I dropped the bowl of chocolate mousse over the balcony's wall... hitting someone straight on the face.

I woke up laughing.

Interestingly, when I fell asleep again I dreamed I was in a room with the three Gilmore Girls, and I told them my dream about them. They found it quite funny too :-)

G. E.

TWO LITTLE GIRLS

2009-08-07T16:22:00.000-03:00

In my dreams, trains seldom have proper wagons. Usually they have no roofs, no walls, and often no seats.

Two little girls were traveling on one of these unsafe trains. The oldest one was maybe 7-years-old, the youngest was a baby. They were sisters.

I don't know where were they going to, but the train stopped somewhere in the middle of an old, dark tunnel, and they had to get down. They were completely alone; both the train and the tunnel were empty.

The oldest girl, carrying her baby sister, found an asylum, where they were locked in. The train had brought them some years into the future, but no one would believe that, and so they thought the oldest girl was crazy, and that's why they locked her in a room and took her sister away from her.

The oldest girl was trying to find a way to escape and reunite with her baby sister, but my dream faded into black then, so I don't know if she succeeded or not.

I hope she did. I know she felt very lonely.

G. E.

BOUNCING WORMS

2009-08-05T14:29:00.001-03:00

There were four in my kitchen: intestinal worms, big as snakes, all in bright colors. They were bouncing on their tales like springs. And they had ugly brown teeth.

I picked up a knife to chop them, and killed three of them, but the last worm was quite fast and it escaped from me. I couldn't find it anywhere, but after a while I discovered that my cat had eaten it, except for its head.

Then my father (now deceased), who had been in the kitchen all that time, watching me chase the worms (not even offered his help, thanks, dad!), left the house, and my mom and I went to her bedroom to watch an episode of Star Trek.

Weird dream.

G. E.

I WAS A GHOST

2009-08-03T19:31:00.000-03:00

Yesterday I dreamed I was shot to death by some mafia (ouch!). My body was left there, on the floor, ignored by everyone around me (not a kind thing to do, by the way; the least they could do, after shooting me, was to call SOMEone to take my dead body out of sight, if they were too stingy to pay me a decent burial).

But hey, I became a ghost! And I could touch people! They couldn't see me, but I could feel them, and they could feel me. So, I tried to let them know I was there, by "writing" letters with my finger on their backs, and I also poked them for fun (ha, ha!).

A young woman wasn't afraid of me, and instead she asked who was I. I gently grabbed her hand and made her point to my corpse.

Creepy. But it could be a good scene for a horror story :-)

G. E.

CLOUDS NEVER FEEL RIGHT

2009-07-31T15:38:00.000-03:00

I've always wondered how it would feel to touch the clouds, specially those that look like cotton. It's a silly thought, of course, because clouds aren't dense enough to be touched, or else they would fall from the sky :-)

Still, in my dreams I insist about this, and sometimes I find pretty clouds floating so low that I can reach them. And they feel like soap foam, or foam rubber, or snow, or candyfloss...

Funny fake clouds.

G. E.