deadly-rays-of-stupid/ Whack Job dream

My brain is all swelt up in this heat. i can't eat sleep or think.i throwed up last night after 4 coronas @ NYC aggressions found that i don't mind being a dom.well, after 4 coronas.i was a guy running from mobsters with guns.it was like watching myself in a movie.running in a dark ally, i leaped under a car to hide, i could see the guys searching under the cars. I started to burrow into the dirt.(this is where it gets wierd) the big bald guy crawled in then the dirt turned into my bed spread, I held my breath. The bald dood layed on his back on top of me, and sarted whackin off and saying "gawd I hope thats not you cilene dion, GAWD I HHope thats not you Celine Dion" In the midst of the "whack job" I grabbed his gun a slender black 9mm semi-automatic (found the exact pic), but I morphed into Michelle Rodriguez held him against a wall, aimed point blank at his stomach, thought about it and totally missed, then the guy i was before came up from behind, grabbed the gun and it was me again, i shot the bald dood very swiftly and specifically in 3 pressure points both his shoulders /armpit area and one groin /inner thigh area. cz 100 9mm i distinctly remembered the specs...odd. The morphing into different interacting characters, is from what I recall, new. It seems that would be symbolic of how I cope & deal with things in life. I handled the situation in the end, I stopped what I was running from (odd that it was a guy jacking off um can't pin point that symbolism could be many things). One facet of me was bold enough but thought too much to finish, another facet an unemotional one, had to step in and efficiently take care of it with out thinking. The 3 pressure points seemed important...(Interesting, I was so curious I looked it up: vital pressure points in the armpits..."The Death Touch" in martial arts. I didn't know that.)