I said to the Messenger-Angel, “Where are they taking the bushel basket?”
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.”
Then I looked up and to my surprise saw two women flying. On outstretched wings they airlifted the bushel basket into the sky.
I asked the Messenger-Angel, “Sir, what’s the meaning here?”