God was a woman wearing a red Jacket and referred to herself as Old Testament. It was the day after the Las Vegas event and I had just saw a rainbow over the water and also something akin to a sundog in the sky. A man got off a bus - and looked very worse for wear. I had just went to get God a bottle of water at the store - I asked the man if he was OK and if he needed money for the bus as he looked Lost. "I have just come all the way from Inverness" he said and sat down at the bus stop, looking at me, as I stood before him He mentioned mushrooms and said to me - well you know, to see your dead mother is quite a trip - or "you don't expect to see your dead mother appearing" Just before that, the woman in the red Jacket said to me - you can't see God and The Devil in the Flesh can you? People can't see God and the Devil in the Flesh... Can they? Then we started discussing The Jesuits and she told me about a painting which hung in the hall which she had taken note of. I sat with her for quite some time and we spoke of things which I can't really formulate into a precise - or cohesive expression but it involved the small conquering - she was small in stature but she told me about standing her ground. She said - Do you get your looks from your Father? Eventually, as my bus didn't arrive, she walked me over to the taxi rank and she said - the false image of Christ is how they collect money is it? I said yes but the truth shall prevail or something like that and she laughed, smiled and said goodbye.