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A reader is a carrier, not a creator.
I would be the first to admit that we have treated our mother—yes, she’s the mother of us all—very badly, certainly molested her if not outright raped her, but we’re puny compared to the great clock of the universe. Puny.
The groove has arrived, and the groove is like a road you want to follow.
The universe is large, he thought. It contains multitudes. It also contains me, and in this moment I am wonderful. I have a right to be wonderful.
I am wonderful, I deserve to be wonderful, and I contain multitudes.
Black skin withstands the melting pot.
