Revelation 13:1 And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy.
Brian wasn’t really sure what the Afghan Preacher guy was all about. He knew from the news that the guy was very popular all around the world. He was supposedly responsible for ending the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. He knew that the guy wrote a book called JaWriting. It was so popular and accepted that it became a mandatory curriculum in schools all around the world. The guy was trying to convince everyone that the whole world should unite under a one world chair or something along these lines. It had something to do with the seven continents and a one world government. He was going to listen to him speak because Jen was into this type of stuff. Why not, maybe he’d learn something. At least he’d be with her and find out more about what interested her. He couldn’t wait to meet up with her.
The Afghan preacher rose to prominence through the Iraq and Afghanistan wars. He was the voice of reason above all of the violence that had killed so many. He single handedly reigned in the terrorist mentality of the Jihadists and brought peace to the lands that no military force could. The occupying forces saw no need in continuing their presence and the Afghan Preacher’s words were able to unite cultures like no other person in history. His popularity had spread worldwide and people now flocked to his assemblies. His influence was so great that world leaders began taking notice.
His logic was that we are all human and that we needed one another to survive. The simplicity of his message was like a much needed feast to a starving world that had no answers. People realized that his was a message of peace and restoration. The Afghan Preacher was slowly changing the world and he was on his way to the United States. Brian and Jen would be there to hear him speak.
Brian laughed at himself. He would never be going to something like this if it wasn’t for Jen. Hell, there were a lot of things he wouldn’t be doing if it wasn’t for her. He laughed about that too. Some of the nights they spent together were strange though. He remembered bizarre dreams sometimes when they had spent the night together. A lot of strange dreams seemed to occur when they crashed with each other. Brian dismissed these as nothing really, he was used to being alone and having someone to spend the night with probably brought these things on. He was sure they would pass.
It was time for the assembly and it was a sold out show. Jen had bought the tickets early enough to get pretty good seats. She didn’t believe many people would be sitting anyway. Her enthusiasm was contagious and even Brian couldn’t wait for the Afghan Preacher now.
They were sitting in the stadium listening to a distant drum roll that reverberated around the massive complex. Laser lights shone from high above and scattered across the platform where the Preacher would address the huge crowds. Smoke machines provided a blanket of fog over the stage that poured from its edge and rolled into the crowd. The anticipation was palpable and everyone couldn’t wait to see the Afghan Preacher. Brian could feel his heartbeat in his ears and he tingled with excitement. He tried not to seem so giddy, but he knew darn well that everyone else was feeling the same thing. This was pretty cool.
[edit on 10-9-2009 by jackflap]