I saw a stone in a hand. It was a large stone, slightly larger than the hand.
I saw many people. I heard, ‘There will be stonings in America’. I saw many people in a chaotic state running to and fro tossing stones.
I then saw a magnificent horse, beautifully arrayed with jewels, decorated with fancy gold ropes and colorful tapestry, splendidly clothed.
She was being bound by many ropes as she was very strong and many people were around her as the strength of many was needed to bring her to a fallen state. She was being fettered with many ropes and she was losing her balance, unable to stop her demise. This horse is America and she is falling down. She is going down.