We are still waiting for the carrier of the white stone. Hopi Prophecy.
As the Beatles sang: “The Ukraine girls really knock me out. They leave the West behind. Moscow girls make us sing and shout. And Georgia’s always on my mind. Take me to the Smokey Mountains way down south. Take me to your daddy’s farm. Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out. Come on, keep your comrade warm. I’m back in the USSR.” The Beatles. “Back in the USSR”.