Now, I told a story about a week ago—in fact, it’s a week since I’ve been here—where this lady said that I appeared in her vision. And then, as she saw me, I gouged out my eyes and then extended them to her. Then I walked forward and with my thumbs I pressed them into her eyes, giving her eyes that could see outside of anything known to mortal minds. Then I bent over and my head grew to enormous proportions and it became transparent; and within it every living thing in the universe was contained within my head. Then I rose and my head returned to its normal size. Then I raised my right hand and then [...] the top of my head, bent over, and showed her, and the greenest of green grass was coming out of it. When I went over the first time and pressed my eyes into her eyes, I called her, Brother. She is a lady, mother of two and very much a lady, in her twenties, but very much a woman. But I called her, “Brother.”446 ¶16