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Some folks is just born unlucky. You can blame it on the stars, or on a curse, or a mojo hand, but that’s just the facts. Luck is real and some ain’t got it.
Seeing her come out with that birthing sac
God made us all in four parts: soul, body, spirit, and destiny. The soul is the divine spark; every creature She created has one. The body is the soul’s home, the animated clay, some might say. The spirit is the independent essence—if the soul is the part of you that’s connected to God, the spirit is the part of you that’s all your own. And finally, the destiny—God’s expectation. While everything that breathes and eats and shits gets the first three, the last is only for humans. No rat, dog, bird, or even Enigma gets a destiny; it’s what sets men apart.
‘White man comes toward you with evil in his eyes, you shoot first. Ask questions later.’ And that’s what I did.”
disappointed herself about as often as other people did. Shooting first and asking questions later was the only way she knew how to be.
“Those in debt are rarely satisfied with the terms of their deals. And those who think they can control the ones who owe them are often surprised.”
“How they act ain’t always right,”
“but at the end of a white man’s noose we’re all the same.”
translates to ‘humanity,’ but what it really means is ‘community.’ I am because we are. Our humanity is tied together.”
“Our people were torn from their land, couldn’t speak their language or pray to their gods anymore, got split into house Negroes and field Negroes, had their families torn apart and sold off, and then go on to perpetuate the same biases on each other. It’s no wonder our destinies were ripe for the plucking. But we have to break the cycle.”
