An Evil Word It Is/ This Love.

My Responsibility Is To Truth And Beauty.

Atheist Jews Double Crossers Stole Our [black People’s] Secrets. . . . They Give Us To Worship A Dead Jew And Not Ourselves . . . . Selling Fried Potatoes And People, The Little Arty Bastards Talking Arithmetic They Sucked From The Arab’s Head.

When I Die, The Consciousness I Carry I Will To Black People. May They Pick Me Apart And Take The Useful Parts, The Sweet Meat Of My Feelings. And Leave The Bitter Bullshit Rotten White Parts Alone.

I Guess I Was The Most Unbohemian Of All Bohemians. My Bohemianism Consisted Of Not Wanting To Get Involved With The Stupid Stuff That I Thought People Wanted You To Get Involved With - ... Namely America... Dwight Eisenhower, Mccarthyism And All Those Great Things.

Art Is A Weapon In The Struggle Of Ideas, The Class Struggle.