& Love Is An Evil

A Man Is Either Free Or He Is Not. There Cannot Be Any Apprenticeship For Freedom.

I Am Inside Someone Who Hates Me. I Look Out From His Eyes.

The Further Jazz Moves Away From The Stark Blue Continuum And The Collective Realities Of Afro-american And American Life, The More It Moves Into Academic Concert-hall Lifelessness, Which Can Be Replicated By Any Middle Class Showing Off Its Music Lessons.

A System That Warehouses People Is Not The Cure For Social Ills

To Name Something Is To Wait For It In The Place You Think It Will Pass.