Last night I had another vision. As I was walking through a field, I came upon an old woman. She was living as though homeless and putting wood on a fire. I walked over and began speaking with her and as we talked the late afternoon turned to evening. As we talked, the stars came out and we gazed into the heavens. We began talking about the sons of god and I asked her how many sons GOD had. She pointed to a constellation in the sky and said twelve. I turned from looking at the constellation toward her and said, “No thirteen.” As I said these words, a thirteenth star rose from the horizon and it descended down from the heavens and came into my being. From that moment I began modifying the world as I saw fit. Then began at the same time to read the old woman’s thoughts, which were of a peaceful sort, about her lost dwelling and I constructed that place around us.

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