CALCUTTA COCKROACHES .. SEP 17/11

GOD AND CALCUTTA’S WILD LIFE..

Allow me to enlighten you about Calcutta Wild Life FOUND INSIDE OF MY HOTEL ROOM..

‘Archy” is there in my room along with MANY relatives and children..

“Archy did you say?” questions our ‘Zen Mind’ Godzilla (aka ‘Zilla) reading along with us.. “Archy Cap?.. did you say Archy is there with you in your ROOM Cap??”.. “Yes ‘Zilla.. Archy!”

Good grief have you not heard ‘Zilla about ‘Archy and Mehitabel?’

Back in 1916 (‘Zilla loves little stories) in New York City there was a newspaper.. The Evening Sun.. and on the staff of the NY Evening Sun was a writer one DON MARQUIS.. Don Marquis ‘hatched’ up a small character that was.. in a prior life.. a POET.. and Don named his tiny character ‘Archy”.. and in his column.. The Sun Dial.. Don Marquis made ‘Archy’  famous..

“Cap what does this have to do with your Hotel Room in Calcutta?”..

‘Zilla is a Type ‘A’ and ‘Zilla wants me to GET TO THE POINT..

Don Marquis’s tiny character ‘Archy’ was a COCKROACH! ‘Zilla.. and let me tell you ALL.. there are many MANY of ‘Archy’s’ relatives in my room and zipping about  on each and every surface of my Taj Mahal Room here on A.J.C. Bose Road in Calcutta..

Along about 1927 Don Marquis introduced ‘Archy’s’ friend.. a New York City Alley Cat named Mehitabel.. and in a prior life.. Mehitabel was .. get this.. Cleopatra!

Unfortunately.. here in Calcutta .. Mehitabel’s relatives are NOT in my room.. Mehitabel’s Calcutta relatives are VERY FERAL.. BUT WITH Calcutta Rats the size of small dogs.. the Calcutta Mehitabels are more likely to get after the ‘Archy’ relatives than these gigantic rats.. so were she in my room the ‘Archy Population’ might lessen..

OH YES.. there is a lot of other Calcutta Wild Life in my room.. flies and assorted other bug and insect life..

GOD AND CALCUTTA’S WILD LIFE..

I wonder.. I just WONDER.. WHEN DID SO MANY AS ONE OF YOU SIT.. IN YOUR ROOM.. AND STUDY THE MIRACLE OF A BABY COCKROACH.. OR THE MIRACLE OF A BABY FLY..

I can not believe the miracle of the tiny little cockroaches.. of the tiny little flies.. DID YOU MAKE ANY OF THEM.. I THINK NOT..

AND WHO.. WHICH OF YOU.. WITH SO MUCH AS ONE HALF OF A BRAIN.. CAN DOUBT THE ABSOLUTE EXISTENCE OF A POWER SO MUCH GREATER THAN ANY OF US THAT OUR MINDS CAN NOT EVEN TO BEGIN TO BEGIN TO COMPREHEND THIS UNFATHOMABLE POWER..

HERE IS THE PROBLEM..

NOT believing in the concept of some creative intelligence is NOT THE PROBLEM

.. oh NO.. THE PROBLEM IS BELIEVING THAT THIS POWER.. THAT THIS CREATIVE INTELLIGENCE.. CARES ABOUT US AS INDIVIDUALS..

THAT IS THE PROBLEM..

THANK YOU JESUIT PRIEST FATHER LAWRENCE ABELLO, S.J., for opening up my mind to YOUR belief system of several thousand years that finding God Within leads us to our creator..

Take the Resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth ..

WHY IS IT..THAT SO MANY PEOPLE BELIEVE IN THE FORMER  TELEVISION SERIES .. ‘ STAR TREK’ ..THE CONCEPT OF .. ‘ BEAM ME UP SCOTTY.. BEAM ME UP…’

YET DOUBT THE ABILITY OF THE CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE TO ‘BEAM UP’ ONE JESUS AFTER HIS DEATH ON THE CROSS..

Scripture I believe says Jesus did NOT want his disciples to touch his Sanctified Self..

OK.. in 1990.. May 12th.. a Saturday.. God (I believe) said to me at 11AM that morning.. INDIA..

I said “Forget that idea God.. I did NOT lose anything in India” ..

From that May 12, 1990 to August 21, 1990, AMAZING THINGS HAPPENED BETWEEN GOD AND MYSELF.. no time here to detail them.. GOD MADE IT CLEAR.. INDIA CAPTAIN.. INDIA..

August 21st of 1990.. a Tuesday evening..  I said to God.. “GOD I GET IT.. YOU WANT ME TO GO TO INDIA!.. WELL HOTSHOT!.. What do you want me to do about my senile father whom I .. as his only living relative.. am caretaking?!”

“Really!” sayeth God..

Tuesday night Dad did not feel well.. Wednesday night Dad felt a little worse.. Thursday night Dad felt even worse.. Friday I SLAMMED DAD HARD SAYING..  DEMANDING!..  ‘DO YOU WANT TO SEE THE DOCTOR DAD!?”  .. I KNEW he would ROAR.. “NO I DO NOT want to see any Doctor!”

“Yes Cap I want to see the Doctor!”.. I said “Dad.. you are NOT feeling well!” and he said “I have been saying that since last Tuesday”.. Friday morning.. August 24th.. Dad and I saw his Doctor who said “Cap they will be waiting for you in the Emergency Room GO NOW!”..

No wonder they call these guys QUACKS.. “Doctor Quack.. you hardly touched my Dad!”.. “GO NOW Cap!”

Saturday .. August 25th.. 1990..  1AM in the early moring.. Royal Oak, Michigan..

DAD CHECKED OUT AND I SAID.. ‘OH GOD OF ABRAHAM.. MY CREATOR.. INDIA IT IS!”

(to be continued in) For What It’s Worth..  17.1..  September 17, 2011