“Even as I am writing this, I am still crying.” _________________________ It was more than two thousand years ago, and if I remembered, John was the only male still hanging around after He was crucified and left badly bloodied and hanging on a Crossbeam of two dried pieces of wood. His Mother, Mary, was there, sobbing incessantly. My eyes had dried out. I could only stare vacantly. That was the sacred of all moments in...

Most mornings, when I wake up, the rays of the risen sun have passed through the six-inch crack up in the wall to rest where they should be…at the very edge of my sleeping mat. If the sharp, tiny rods of illumination were there, I’d trace the gleams of energy through the fissure to reach the rounded star in its most benign form. The one-room house I shared with my parents, Anne and Joachim, served...

” If you have an example of white privilege, look no further…” _________________________ A guy fell off a mile-high cliff…a promontory of jagged-edge rocks, dusted off his pants and walked away, smiling wickedly…knowingly. There were no contraptions like a parachute employed by this man to break his fall. He slipped, and screamed his way down, believing he was going to die; aware that there would be no more cold champagne bottles to pop open, and...

“There are so many Biblical references telling us that Jesus Christ had the features of all negritude beings” _________________________ “Two young boys, one white, the other black. They died and went to Heaven. They stopped at the Pearly Gates just before God allowed them to enter His Kingdom.  “God, are you white, or are you black?” The white boy asked, in his attempt to prove to the black boy that God is white.  “I am...