As I think I've mentioned with Iboga, you deal with dreams that show you extremes. The basic underlying theme with Iboga is that it tries to teach by showing. With this dream I can only imagine that it was trying to show me what it would look like if I put my energy and power into negative things. Its not literal though. It's not like it was predicting that I would be hanging out with the most powerful men in the Russian and eastern European Mafia's. Obviously.
The dream was incredibly intense and frightening. I was a liason between the two Mafia's who were both in the process of heavily arming themselves with Nuclear weapons. Now, if you can visualize this, they wore their Nuclear weapons on their bodies like light blue glowing armor. They looked like futuristic human transformers who were liable to go nuclear on the world at any moment just to prove that they held the ultimate power.
They weren't concerned or threatened by any governments. They were in the most extreme pissing contest. Both the leader of the Russian Mafia and the Mafia from some eastern European country that I can't remember, were only concerned with beating each other. Who had more nuclear power. Who could blow more of the world up. Who was crazier and wasn't afraid to do it. That's where I came in. I was there to entertain the head of the Russian Mafia (take him to parties, find him drugs and women etc.) while also being a messenger between the two Mafia's.
At one point in the negotiations, where they were positioning themselves to have one Mafia gain complete control over the other and it's armaments, things got really tense and they almost attacked the other... aka. go complete nuclear. I was given flashes of life from around the world that was about to be exterminated including ourselves. Not to mention that with cold, mean men, my charm doesn't go very far. I could see the contempt in their eyes when they saw fear or weakness in me. I quickly became a hardened negotiator and criminal. You see, nothing is done without a "favor" in this world, and they obviously had a lot of use for an unassuming young woman.
Somewhere during the negotiations I was suddenly on an airplane, transporting large quantities of drugs and nuclear jewelry. I had become a Mule. I had to wear the jewelry all over my body which I was incredibly frightened of at first, but then became accustomed to. I carried the drugs in my bags, and it was supposedly arranged so that I wouldn't be hassled in customs. I was terrified that it hadn't been arranged properly. Not only was I a walking nuclear bomb that could blow up half the European continent, but I had to be worried about being man-handled by customs in this state of being a major liability.
I remember going through customs in slow motion, and making it through as planned. What I wasn't expecting was the feeling of empowerment this gave me. I remember feeling elated in the dream because I had gotten away with it. On one level it was because I knew I then had leverage with the Mafia, but then on another level, it was because my brain was turning into one of a criminal.
Then the dream ended.
