In The World Through Which

I Am Black: I Am The Incarnation Of A Complete Fusion With The World, An Intuitive Understanding Of The Earth, An Abandonment Of My Ego In The Heart Of The Cosmos, And No White Man, No Matter How Intelligent He May Be, Can Ever Understand Louis Armstrong And The Music Of The Congo.

Imperialism Leaves Behind Germs Of Rot Which We Must Clinically Detect And Remove From Our Land But From Our Minds As Well.

Anti-semitism Hits Me On The Head: I Am Enraged, I Am Bled White By An Appalling Battle, I Am Deprived Of The Possibility Of Being Man. I Cannot Disassociate Myself From The Future That Is Proposed For My Brother.

I Want The World To Recognize With Me The Open Door Of Every Consciousness

Hate Demands Existence, And He Who Hates Has To Show His Hate In Appropriate Actions And Behaviors; In A Sense, He Has To Become Hate. That Is Why The Americans Have Substituted Discrimination For Lynching.