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Old Friend and Bruce Lee
It's nighttime in a shadowy and sparsely-lit apartment. I see an old Australian friend, didn't she move? I ask her this and she says she moved back since she missed everything too much. I tell her I'm glad she is back and that I always liked talking to her in a rare moment of candidness.

She asks if I'd want some weed and I'm hesitant, not really wanting to say no as to not hurt her feelings but not really feeling it at all. She comes from the kitchen with some green spacecakes and I eat one of the small ones she brought, it should be relaxing.

I sit and wait for it to take effect. I feel relaxed and light, anxiety and tension melt away. I don't feel woozy at all. I begin to walk around. I see a wooden part of the house appear, it has a hall on the second floor to the right. It is lit with candles and has a spiritual feeling to it. We see Bruce Lee appear and he begins to do some martial arts moves. He is doing them really fast and furiously, his manager or his mom tells him to take it easy so he doesn't hurt himself. Despite her warning, he keeps on doing roundhouse kicks in the air, jumping onto a piano.

On the second floor I look down at the floor below and feel relaxed, almost a spiritual calm comes over me. An old master is in the other room behind me, working on something.

U2 in Concert and some Tortilla Chips?
The sky is a light blue like an early Spring morning. I enter a small concert hall, the size of a large classroom. U2 has just finished a concert and the crowd is going crazy. They play a final encore song, it's one of their greatest hits. I'm glad I had a chance to listen to at least one song of the concert. The song is weird in the sense that it sounds normal but everyone in the band is playing the drums. Weird how they got all the parts of the song to sound right only using drums.

After the song ends Bono asks The Edge to find a woman who fell with her roller during the concert so she can come backstage and meet the band. Bono asks this very politely and the I think it's a sweet gesture.

I'm in my grandparent's old house. in the living room, daytime but the curtain is drawn like usual and give the room a grey and dreary light. I see a bunch of barbecue-flavored tortilla chips. They are sticky and brown with a flavoring sauce. I eat them all up, I'm very hungry. My clothes are all over the floor, I try to gather them up and to separate the dirty ones from the clean ones. They are all over the place and it's hard to get them together.

My mom comes over and she is going to give me a ride to my friends place. She is being very loud and obnoxious as I try to gather my clothes together, intentionally trying to embarrass me in front of people in the room. I feel angry and aggravated, in frustration I bite my arm. There is no pain.

In the blue morning daylight I head to my friends old place.

Cousin in College?
I see a very stereotypical picture of my cousin in a college shirt smiling widely. It looks very 90's. A man talks about how she is his girlfriend. I keep staring at the weird picture.

Trying to Help

I see my first girlfriend walking in with a heavy pack on her back. She was leading a cattle drive and was beat. Lots of people were coming in, but she was one of the main people in charge.

I asked her if I could take her pack. She asked why, probably cause she was already almost to her room or whatever. She just looked so tired, I wanted to take it. Her pack was huge--stuff all over her back.

When she asked why I wanted to take it, I remembered something I read on enlightenment. I thought about telling her, but it was too much to go through. When she asked "Why," I just answered, "Why not?"

Someone then asked me if I would "take this." It was some metal object. I said, "OK." Then the guy turned and walked away. I asked, "Where should I take it? How far?" He said, "Five miles." I said, "I can't take it that far." The guy walked away and didn't seem to hear me.

I tried to get his attention, but now he was ignoring me or something. He didn't understand me. I asked if he spoke Spanish in Spanish. He didn't answer. I told him in Spanish I couldn't take the object. He had that blank look on his face.

I tried to motion with my hands I was not going to take it and the deal was off.

Dream Skip

Bruce Lee was fighting Dr. Oz, who apparently knew Karate. Bruce did some weird power-up scream. His body and face contorted a bit, then he ran at Dr. Oz and beat the shit out of him before Dr. Oz could move a muscle, though he was still standing.

Dream Skip

There was some fighting competition that wasn't fair. It was some weird games scenario with people who were skilled fighters and in control of the game.

There was this weird thing that played out twice. Someone had to fight someone from a lower level. It was not a fair fight. A boss type person said, "OK, you don't have to fight them." When the less skilled fighter feels a bit of relief, they realize that now they have to fight someone above the other person--the bosses boss.

So, in the second fight like this, I watch it unfold. First this girl has to fight her boss, a guy. She gets a reprieve, and then finds she has to fight the guys boss, a woman. She had a weird red head thing on. it was like a padded tube that fit around the sides of her head.

I somehow got involved. I was not looking forward to fighting her, but I was going to. Then I started feeling more confident. I controlled one of her weapons, though it was like her clothes or something. The she said, "Aaah, I can kick you!" She was wearing boots with heals and some kind of fur jacket. Very sexy.

I put my foot on the underside of her boot and pulled it off. Then the same with the other boot. Then I got on top of her and started kissing her face. This was wonderful. It didn't get too hot though.

Dream Skip

I was talking to my dad and told him that I wanted to tell him about my dreams of him because he's gone now, and while I had the chance, I wanted to let him know that I dream about him and always wish I could tell him I love him.

Dream Skip

I beat the shit out of my older and bigger dickhead brother. A family elder was mad at me for cussing and for being violent. I told her that I would blow up the fucking world!