The Charismatic Pastor is the Subtle Enemyby Sabrina Dawkins Has the black church becomethe mockery in the intro for True Blood?Is it a mere spectacle where black pastors jump up, turn around,lay hands on membersand shake the Devil out?God told me the preacher is the subtle enemy.And in a dreamI saw a familiar obese pastormarching

Do You Want to be Part of the New World Order?by Sabrina Dawkins Do you want to be partof the New World Order?God showed Andrae Gonzalo, who’s homosexual,working at Walmart.He’s Caucasian and Filipino,the New World Matrix Neo.They say the mixed races are more obedientbecause they’re genetically confused.The Nazis fought backand were going to be an

God Gave This Prey Four Horns Like Jacob Sheepby Sabrina Dawkins From that other world,the good son and fatherMalcolm X, regenerated Adam,told me at the hotel ticket booth,where perhaps athletes gofor one-night unawares prostitutes,that I was in a jungle.I am an anteloperesting in the field.Father God gave me four hornsfor reinforcement.When wild black or grey

The Fictional Successors to Malcolm X and Mosesby Sabrina Dawkins I saw Huey Newton,Cain’s son,in a dark movie theater,whom fake white Jewsmade Malcolm’s successor.Should I get popcornas the trailers run,bread for the circuses?Is he Terrance Howard as DJay?Am I his Kathleen Smithhere for some good entertainment?If he were a rapper,he’d be Drakein blackface.Malcolm’s autobiography is

Sisyphus’ Eternal Return – Sometimes Myths are Trueby Sabrina Dawkins Albert Camus consoled himself in hellat that heavy rockwith poetic, beautiful wordsbecause he didn’t knowwhat he was looking at.He squinted and sawartistic shapes of orangethat he thought was a painting.But when the picture became clearto the followers of Christ,it was nightand flames were heldbehind an