I have another incense ritual behind me, by the way, along with turmeric and kohlrabi, I always have green tea next to me. In any case, the message comes through the fire gate: Mother, what do we do if Barbad has more money than all four of your children. Veronika's tear has carried this burden for 5000 years: do we kill mom? Like our Germanic ancestors? Are we free, mom, to free ourselves from the sight of this gray and gruesomeness?