All The Gods Are Dead Except The

We Have Dedicated Our Lives, Our Blood, To The Freedom And Liberation Of Our People, And Nothing, No Force Can Stop Us From Achieving Our Goal. If It Is Necessary To Destroy The United States Of America, Then Let Us Destroy It With A Smile On Our Faces.

But It Is Not That Easy, Is It? I Seek A Lasting Relationship, Something Permanent In A World Of Change, In Which All Is Transitory, Ephemeral, And Full Of Pain.

We Shall Have Our Manhood. We Shall Have It Or The Earth Will Be Leveled By Our Attempts To Gain It.

Every Time I Embrace A Black Woman I’m Embracing Slavery, And When I Put My Arms Around A White Woman, Well, I’m Hugging Freedom. The White Man Forbade Me To Have The White Woman On Pain Of Death... I Will Not Be Free Until The Day I Can Have A White Woman In My Bed.

I Know That The Black Man's Sick Attitude Toward The White Woman Is A Revolutionary Sickness: It Keeps Him Perpetually Out Of Harmony With The System That Is Oppressing Him. Many Whites Flatter Themselves With The Idea That The Negro Male's Lust And Desire For The White Dream Girl Is Purely An Esthetic Attraction, But Nothing Could Be Further From The Truth. His Motivation Is Often Of Such A Bloody, Hateful, Bitter, And Malignant Nature That Whites Would Really Be Hard Pressed To Find It Flattering.