No Time For You God
All his cell phones had stopped functioning.his computers had crashed.his voice was choked.he seemed to have been locked from outside.he was gripped by strange dread.he frantically prayed for help."Hill.I AM GOD. God was seated on the chair facing him.
His very fingers (his creation) bore testimony against him. These multitudes of men pushed every day into greater and greater misery and victims of unending pain, bear the marks of his ruthless hands. Tears of widows, fears of spinsters, the empty look of orphans gazed into my eyes and I had to deny the good god.
1. Nine Hundred and Sixty Dollars
2. Lincoln Hall,6p.m. 'An Indo-US Vision-IT and New Millennium'
3. Tuesday Morning, 8.50 a.m.
4. Twelve Noon
5. Wednesday Morning
6. Final Chat with God
Maharishi (He Killed the God)