When Philip’s army reached the outskirts of Paris, the sun was setting
over the mountains and caused a beautiful red glow. Before he arrived at the
bridge that would allow him to see Paris a man came running towards him from
“Where are you going?
Don’t come any closer. Go back.”
“Calm down, my friend. What’s the problem?”
“Stranger, have you not heard? Paris is gone. There is no more Paris. Disease and death are
Philip looked around at his twelve captains. “Camp here.”
Then he summoned Father Merlin. “Let’s see this city.”
Merlin, Simon and Philip climbed the last hill before the
bridge. The stranger followed. On top Philip saw Paris or what was left of it. The Eiffel Tower
lay fractured across the Seine
River towards the Muses
du Louvre. Notre Dame was totally destroyed, with only parts of its back walls
still standing. Behind the Palais de Chaillot, which was gone, was a hole in the ground a mile
across, and the Seine
River was diverted into
the hole so that it looked like a perfectly round lake. Out from the hole, in
every direction, the once shapely earth was completely flattened as far as
Philip could see. The city was totally gone, annihilated. Small fires were
still burning here and there, but Philip could see no other movement.
“What happened?” Philip addressed the man but didn’t take
his eyes off the remnants of the city.
“I don’t know.” Electric power had been out for weeks. No
one had fuel to run their cars. Mobs ran the streets killing and looting. One
day, bishops, priests, and nuns went around warning all good people to leave Paris quickly. I went with
them. Most of us went into the mountains towards Lourdes.
On the way I could hear the blast, and the sky turned red. It happened only two days ago. Some say the
bomb was planted in a truck with a timer. I don’t know, but it was atomic. I
saw the mushroom.”
“I expected this.” Merlin interrupted without looking around
“What do you mean? You expected this? If you knew about
this, why did we come here?” Philip was confused.
“No! I didn’t know. I expected. I knew Paris would be destroyed someday.” Merlin
turned around. “You see, this is the modern Babylon,
just as Jerusalem
was the Babylon of Apocalypse (The woman on the Scarlet Beast). The woman was Jerusalem, who used (rode
the back) the Romans to persecute the New Christians. There have been many Babylons throughout history. Pompey was a type of Babylon, since it was the
playground of the Romans and was filled with corruption, especially homosexuality.
God destroyed Pompey at the same time He was letting Rome
the True Babylon.”
Merlin turned around to see Philip’s reaction. But Philip
had heard so many strange things in the past few days that he was no longer
surprised at anything that Merlin said.
produced the seven Religions of Satan, Satanism, Astrology, Magic, Witchcraft,
Sorcery, Divination, and spiritualism. After Babylon was destroyed, the seven oriental
religions sprang up in only seventy years. Think about that.”
“Paris is a type of Babylon since it has been
the mother of the modern Satanic religions, Evolution,
Social Evolution, Communism, Racism, the theory of a supreme race, which in
turn produced Hitler. Out of the womb of Paris
came Rationalism, Liberalism, Atheism and finally Marxism. Paris bred
Modernism, from all the way back to the reign of Louis XV, when philosophers
where entertained in the fashionable drawing rooms of the rich in the Latin
Section, called that because everyone communicated with each other in Latin.
“Simone de Beauvoir, also from Paris, whose writings were accepted
throughout the world, is a good example of how one city could contaminate the
whole world. The Psychological seduction of the western world came from Paris. Its destruction,
like Pompay, was inevitable.
“The two wars and the split of Germany were caused (as many
prophets have said) because of Martin Luther. Paris (many prophets have also said) would be
totally destroyed because of the corruption she has spread, and the blood of
martyrs, including the Templars, and later the French
Philip continued to stare at the rubble that was once Paris as he got to his
feet. If he hadn’t known that Paris
was a city, he would never have been able to tell that a thriving city was
there a few days before. “Well, we must go on.” He called the stranger over and
gave him a copy of the letter from the Holy Father. “Go to the people in the
mountains and tell them I have been sent to stop this war and to bring peace. I
am heading towards Lorraine.
Those who will join me, have them meet me there.”
Philip was hoping to use Paris
to create a government in France
and re-establish a national police force and rules for peace. Because of the
radiation it would be many years before anyone could enter Paris for any reason. It was easy to figure
that Iran had planted this
bomb in Paris
because they were the only country that could do it and had any reason for it. Iran
was out to take over the world for their new and last prophet. Only insanity
would explain this and the entire Radical Islam was only insanity.
He left in haste. Philip addressed Merlin again. “I need to
talk to all the French people at once. Where can we find a radio or television
station that has not been destroyed?”
“I don’t know, but we can find a radio or television and
listen in. We’ll find out if anyone is broadcasting from anywhere.”
The station they found and took over was just east of Paris. The station
director had been forced to keep it operating by street gangs and was glad to
see the Knights and priest. He beamed into a French satellite so that they
could reach all of France.
However, without Philip realizing it, countries throughout the world would be
monitoring off the same satellite, and then re-broadcasting the same message.
When all was ready, Philip, still in his Templar robe, stood before the camera.
The station director announced for thirty minutes over and over for the people
to listen to a very important announcement. When he felt that enough people
would be listening, he motioned to Philip that he was on.
Philip looked at the camera for a while not knowing how to
start. He decided he had better open him mouth or all would be lost.