The CERN Revelation

The CERN Revelation Ch. 7,8,9

CHAPTER SEVEN

CNN Studios. One CenterPlaza. Atlanta, Georgia.

The world headquarters of occupied the entire Omni International Complex in the northern section of Atlanta, Georgia. In 2011 In the building the prime time interview hour was taken over by Peter Moran.

He was a Brit right down to his fish and chips. Short, brown, curly hair, cherub cheeks, curious brown eyes. And while he was a true gentleman, few attempted to challenge his authority.

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The lead cameraman counted down from ten. Peter nodded, adjusted his tie, and practiced his best smile before the count was done.

"My guest tonight is author and theologian Stephen Delphi," Peter announced, "and his book 'Will Science Bring Forth the Apocalypse' is currently number one on the New York Times bestseller list. Thanks for being with us, Reverend Delphi."

"You're welcome, Peter," Delphi replied with a smile that Peter deduced as bordering between clever and self-deprecating.

The reverend did his best to look like a modern version of Jesus: long, flowing brown hair that ran half-way down his back, penetrating blue eyes, and a tenor voice, unless roused to righteous indignation. When that happened, his voice went up an octave or two, always ready to throw the money changers out of the temple.

He worn long, white robes embroidered with gold and held shut by ivory clasps.

Delphi was diminutive in stature, but made it a point not to be caught standing next to Peter when they went on the air, lest people belittle his message because of his height.

"You say the antichrist is already upon us," Peter parried, making light of the situation. "What do you have in the way of proof?"

"The signs are all around us," Delphi said, eyeing the commentator in a way to let him know he caught the slight. "There's corruption everywhere, Peter. Politicians caught selling their votes for money, engaging in sexual perversions. Wall Street greed has brought greed the world to the verge of financial calamity, virtual police states being established, earthquakes in Haiti and Japan, tsunamis in Indonesia. And now, most of all, the dangerous experiments being carried out at CERN. Do you need more examples?"

"Those things have been happening throughout history, Reverend," Peter said.

"Yes, but not all at once," Delphi countered, holding up a single finger to make a point. "My coalition's phone lines have been flooded with calls from concerned families, wondering if this message signifies the end of the world and the advent of the Rapture."

Delphi smiled subtly, incongruous to the thoughts he had just expressed.

"But your constituency does not represent the mainstream," Peter challenged. "Far from it."

Delphi squinted until his eyes almost shut, his frustration obvious, but his voice never wavered. "We feel that the scientists operating the Collider at CERN are putting us in eminent danger. If there's any chance of danger to our way of life, these men . . and women should be brought to trial for crimes against humanity."

"It sounds like a witch hunt," Peter concluded, not giving an inch to the reverend.

Delphi shot him a warning look, and, for the first time, raised his voice. "These scientists claim that the God particle they seek is bringing a message from the past, from the time of creation. The Bible states that God made man in His own image. From everything I've been told it's highly unlikely the creatures who are sending this message resemble human beings in any way, shape or form; ergo, they are not of God; and therefore, by definition, they are evil. My constituents simply want to know what their government plans to do to protect them!"