I absolutely am not interested in an interpretation from someone who believes their “prophetess” went to Jupiter or whatever planet and met some sinless, tall folks; forbade her followers certain foods in which she indulged; and had her parishioners on all fours, barking like dogs, amongst many other things like the soaking barrel and head wrap.
Sorry. Just doesn’t do much for me, Phil. Maybe on another day. LOL.
Thank goodness. Now you’ll stop wasting my time.