<TITLE>12. Par 33-34</TITLE>L-33 Wherever that place is, whether it's another dimension. I could not tell you, but I was somewhere that I could look back. And everybody's always accused me of being a woman hater. I--I don't hate women. No, sir, I do not. I--I like my sisters, but I don't like the way some of these modern American women dress and act, and smoke, and drink, and carry on. It's a disgrace to the nation. It's the greatest fifth colonist, we ever had, is the way these modern women do and things, when they can't even raise their baby by the breast; they have to give it cow's milk. It'll die in eighteen months because of nicotine poison. Yes, sir. You talk about a fifth colonist; that's it. That's what breaks the back of every nation, is it's womanhood, always has been.
I like real women, real mothers. God gives us more real, old time mothers, that we wouldn't have as much juvenile delinquency if we had a mother stay home and take care of her kids, instead of out somewhere with a cocktail party, and these little babysitters trying to take care of it somewhere. That's right. That's what poisons the mind of the children. The--America's rotten with it to the core, getting worse all the time, and will continue to get worse. There's nothing... I'd give my voice against it, but it's going on, because the Scripture said so. It'll die in its youth, this nation.
Now remember, in Revelations 13, when it appears, it always is youthful. That's the little--the Lamb's come up.

L-34 Now, so I was kindly a little rough about women, and maybe this is kindly done to hold me down just a little. And I happened to look, coming to me, and there was look like a million women. They were young, looked to be about twenty years old, and they every one was--now, excuse me sisters, for this remark. But they every one was very young, had long hair down to their waistline, wearing white dresses, and was barefooted. And they'd run up to me, and throw their arms around me, and scream, "My precious brother."
Well now, I hope that I have found grace in your sight, that you'll understand me. You listen to your doctor. I'm your brother. I don't care, when I was a--when I was a sinner, I lived true that way, 'cause an Angel that met me, said, "Don't never smoke, drink, or defile your body in any way." That was immoral living. God in heaven knows I lived that.
But there isn't a man, that's--that's red-blooded and healthy, that a woman could throw her arms around him... I don't mean the man would be wrong or think wrong, but there'd be a human sensation. But in that place, it wasn't. It was truly a sister. And they... I--I looked, and I said, "I can't explain what it was. There was no yesterday, no tomorrow; it was now. They didn't get tired, yet they could shake hands. They could talk; they had a body; and just like they was here, only young." And I said, "I don't understand this."


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