The Old Testament is not an allegory. It’s very straightforward and specific. So much so that only certain jews could enter the holy of holys and if they were wearing the wrong jewels, god would strike them dead. It’s a fiction. The creator of all things confined to a room that people made. It reads, once you get out of the mind cult telling you what to think about what you read, like a convoluted, failed experiment. The likelihood that the creator, if there is one, needs validation via worship, or obedience is just stupid. If this was all created, that being needs nothing. Again I say, read those words verbatim, without stretching outside of the meaning written using the words. Virgin birth? Everyone knows that is impossible, yet this is conveniently ignored… it’s all so tiresome. Morality exists outside of fear of being burned alive and chewed on for all eternity by a loving creator, because I didn’t believe in fairytales.