I said to the Messenger-Angel, “Where are they taking the bushel basket?”
Then I looked up and to my surprise saw two women flying. On outstretched wings they airlifted the bushel basket into the sky.
He said, “East to the land of Shinar. They will build a garage to house it. When it’s finished, the basket will be stored there.”
I asked the Messenger-Angel, “Sir, what’s the meaning here?”
