I Could Even Feel How Perishable All

The Second Thing I Wrote Down That Day Was That Exclusive Male Imagery Of The Divine Not Only Instilled An Imbalance Within Human Consciousness, It Legitimized Patriarchal Power In The Culture At Large. Here Alone Is Enough Reason To Recover The Divine Feminine, For There Is A Real And Undeniable Connection Between The Repression Of The Feminine In Our Deity And The Repression Of Women.

T. Ray Said 'who Do You Think You Are? Julias Shakespeare?' The Man Sincerely Thought That Was Shakespeare's First Name, And If You Think I Should Have Corrected Him, You Are Ignorant About The Art Of Survival.

From Now On When People Asked Me What I Wanted To Be When I Grew Up, I Planned To Say, Amnesiac.

I Felt Amazed At The Choosing One Had To Do, Over And Over A Million Times Daily--choosing Love, Then Choosing It Again...how Loving And Being In Love Could Be So Different.

Up Until Then I'd Thought That White People And Colored People Getting Along Was The Big Aim, But After That I Decided Everybody Being Colorless Together Was A Better Plan. I Thought Of That Policeman, Eddie Hazelwurst, Saying I'd Lowered Myself To Be In This House Of Colored Women, And For The Very Life Of Me I Couldn't Understand How It Had Turned Out This Way, How Colored Women Had Become The Lowest Ones On The Totem Pole. You Only Had To Look At Them To See How Special They Were, Like Hidden Royalty Among Us. Eddie Hazelwurst. What A Shitbucket.