NPA Leader Bomber Moran

I was in the provincial area. I could easily tell by the looks of my surroundings. Lots of trees, no pollution, and what not. The dream setting was outdoors too, so I could easily see that.

We were like sitting on some wooden benches. I was with some rebels or somethin'. I don't know, it looked like we were in Mindanao. But I believe we were in the central plains. I was with the NPA(New People's Army).

We were discussing an invasion plan or somethin'. We were gonna invade a military outpost in one of 'em provinces. I was just a lower ranking soldier, because I could hardly see the game plan bein' hatched, and I could barely see our leader who was masterminding everything.

So I encircled the group to get a better vantage point. When I got near the voice of the mastermind, I saw him! The ring leader of the rebels. None other than long time Filipino cinema villain, Mr. Bomber Moran! I was about to blurt out "Idol!" but I suddenly awoke. Too bad!

Easter Island Flick

I was in this van with GP and we were watchin' some flick. It had Ben Kingsley in it. But it wasn't any film that he was really in. This film only existed here in this dream.

The scene in the movie had guys runnin' around, playin' and jumpin' in the water, then rolling out of it. It looked like the setting was in the bayou or somethin'.

Now here is the weird part. I was suddenly part of the movie! I was with somebody I can't remember, rollin' in the water too! Suddenly, the water did somethin' strange. The water level rose and fell and the fishes were bunching up or somethin' weird like that. So I told the other guy(unknown throughout the course of the dream) to go uphill with me to be away from whatever danger the water possessed.

Now when we were at a certain vantage point surveyin' the area, there suddenly were seismologists or somethin' receivin' data from some scientific apparatus on their desks by the shore. They definitely weren't there before we climbed uphill.

Then a loudspeaker suddenly started blaring out this message: "Attention all residents! Attention all residents! Easter Island is sinking! I repeat! Easter Island is sinking!

That's when I saw the stone heads, then I awoke. This fucker ranks among the top weird dreams that I've ever had!

Grant Hill

It all started with a maid who apparently sold basketball cards. She had a vast collection. So I asked for the most common ones that I usually liked, like Upper Deck and Skybox. But the thing was that she gave me Topps cards!

I really didn't like Topps basketball cards because Upper Deck and Skybox were the shit back in the day! Cool designs, holograms and everythin'! For a kid, that was instant eye candy. I used to ogle at my hologram basketball cards for hours!

Now she gave me another page full of cards, this time, they were all Grant Hills. She had an impressive Grant Hill collection, from the rookie cards, to whatever. All of 'em were in Grant Hill's prime, as in Pistons basketball prime.

Then I noticed somethin' dubious. I noticed that it was my very own Grant Hill collection! I used to collect Grant Hill, Larry Johnson, Michael Jordan(who doesn't), and of course, my favorite Charles Barkley! So I instantly recognized my own collection. It was arranged exactly like the last time I saw it!

So I suddenly blurted out, "Hey! This is mine!"(Oi! Akin 'to ah!). The culprit just smiled guiltily.

The Gay Dad

I have this friend named Edu. And he has a dad who's a heck of a chef! Cooks succulent meals everytime we drink beer at their house. And his dad's a clear-cut man! If you know what I mean.

Well in this weird dream, his dad's a homosexual! As in "faggotty"[sorry for the term] gay! I don't know how I discovered this. All I know is that I somehow saw his dad's hips sway as he was walkin' to their kitchen to fix us somethin' to eat.

Bein' the frank and straight-forward person that I am, I asked Edu, "Man, bading ba tatay mo?"(Man, is your dad gay?)

He replied, "Wag ka maingay pare ah. Oo, bakla nga siya. wag mo nalang ipagkalat."(Yes, he's a homosexual. Just don't tell the others.)

And then I woke up. Damn I didn't even get to follow up on his dad's homosexuality! I wasn't even aware that I was dreamin' for his dad's gayness was really fuckin' unreal!

The King Of Ground And Pound

I dreamt again this morning. I guess I'm on a roll this February! It was about one of my childhood friends who lives like 4 streets away from home. His name's Jorge[and the fucker likes to pronounce it as "George"]. Like, c'mon man! Accept the fact that it's "Hor-he"!!

Well he's an arrogant prick. He used to be as far as I know. I don't hang around him that much to know. I guess he still is. A leopard can't change his spots. But lately, he seems nice. I just don't hear him bragging anymore. Well to me at least. Because he knows what kind of verbal lashing he's gonna get from me.

In this dream, we were at someone else's house. I think it was Eric's, I dunno. But I'm sure it was in our subdivision. He said something outta place, so I told him to STFU(shut the fuck up). He was angered by this so he decided to stand and bang with me.

When we were kids, I could've easily wilted under his onslaught. But it's 2010 baby, so he couldn't match my hand speed. I'm stronger than him too(I used to lift heavier weights than him) so I just proceeded to pound him out.

The next scene in the dream was that we were in this room with other dudes. His face was busted up and everything, and he always kept looking at me in a menacing way. As if he wanted revenge.

Well I didn't give a fuck about it, and just continued talking to this dude. When I least expected it, he(Jorge) started rainin' blows on me. Good thing my chin's pretty solid, so I wasn't fazed. I just countered and pounded him out again. The dream ended through ground and pound. I guess I'm more of a GNP fighter, hehehe!

From Cousin Reunion to Sister-Ex Eroticals

Another dream brought to you by the Dream God! This time, it was about some cousins, namely Yug and Marlo, and an ex's sister named Joy.

It's kinda' outta place because Yug is in Canada right now, as far as I know. So when I saw him, I was surprised!. I just said, "Kamusta na?"(How 'ya doin'?), while givin' him a brotherly hug. His mom, Tita Remy, died just a few months ago.

Now he had with him this contraption. I believe what he held was a Gameboy Advanced(or is that just "Advance"? too lazy to google it up) or whatever that was. And the strange thing was that it had stored pics in it, just like a digicam. though as I've said earlier, he was holdin' somethin' else. I was too slow to sense that it was a dream because weird details like that don't really show up in real life!

Now guess what the pics were. It was Yug and Chicosci(a local emo band), together with Yug's brother Jack and his band(I forgot the name, but I'm sure they sounded like The Out Of Body Special), posin' underneath a big tree, with a backdrop of a lagoon, or small lake or somethin'(is that called a lagoon? words are all mixed up in my head right now).

Then I was suddenly transported into this room. It was deep at night and I was in the middle of my cousin Marlo, and my ex's sister Joy. The thing was that Joy seemed to be yummy(she really is in real life) in this dream, with her extremely short shorts, and satinesque upper garment, coverin' her thinly-clad breasts.

I was just about to grope 'em or somethin', when her hands darted out and suddenly snatched mine, guidin' it. Doin' all the groping for me. Now honestly, her boobs really felt good, so I just let her do all the walking, while I did all the (dirty) talkin'. Hehehe! Sick dream!

New Dimensions

There's this street in our subdivision called Vicenta. I was walking along this street together with my childhood friend Randelle(a.k.a."Bulik") towards where we lived, just a couple of blocks towards the east. I remember us reminiscing about how he and Galo(another old time friend)used to cut classes, and then we would go and do some junk work. You know, asking for bottles and old newspaper to sell to the junkyard for money.

Well the reminiscing part wasn't exactly the high point in this dream. It was the fact that the the road that we were walking on that was supposed to be flat, was all of a sudden sloping steeply downwards. It was like a street in San Francisco or somethin'. I then realized and said to myself, "Hey! This ain't right!" The dimensions of this dream world are fuckin' distorted!

I was this near to realizing that I was dreaming(the vital step is realization!)when I suddenly woke up. Time for another shitty shift! Fuck!

Outbreakers

This dream involved zombie-like creatures. Well they were actually people too. It's just that an epidemic broke out and I'm one of the last few holding out against the "infected".

There I was, somewhere along the corner of Edsa and Roxas BLVD or somethin'.It was in front of one of 'em hotels. I believe it was the Hyatt, or whatever it was that had the casinos.

Well anyway, there I was standing, just waiting for the fuckers to come out of the hotel. And there they suddenly were, barging out the door and gliding down the stairs. Agile motherfuckers! I was one of the few athletic ones who are still around. Only the ones with good cardio were left. Though some have already been bitten.

Like the zombie football team or somethin' that was runnin' towards me. I had a gun. But I preferred not to waste bullets on 'em. But if I ain't pullin' the trigger, wil I be able to outrun these zombies?

Seemed like I could because I gained a lot of ground, reachin' the Forbes area while they were still in Magallanes or somethin'. I believe I even saw the fuckers panting, with their tongues out. They must be hungry for human flesh, because man they were outta shape!

The Hottie(Mom) And The Nottie(Me)

I like this dream 'coz of the hot momma! This hot MILF was like no other. She was steamin' like sizzlin' wasabe or somethin'!

She kinda looked like that hot mom from Desperate Housewives. Not Eva. The other momma from boner town, the dark-haired one.

There was nothing sexual about the dream really. It's just that this baby-momma was givin' me an intense and sensual stare. So sharp her stare was, that it woke me up!

In The Northern Hemisphere[possibly]

My dream was pretty vague. I didn't know when or where it was exactly the dream occured.

All I could remember was that I was in a dingy and dusty antique/artifact store or somethin'. And of course, there was this geeky, middle-aged caucasian dude manning the store. It was also gloomy and gray outside because there was light comin' from a translucent glass pane above the wall, so I know that this store was below street level. I could be in London for all I know.

Then an old woman came in. She looked like a hag or a witch and she came in to buy this old-school fish display. You know, the type that's stuck sideways on a wooden piece, and sings. Like that fish in The Sopranos that always made Tony have anxiety attacks.

Then the dream was cut short there. Too bad.