Satan is Closer Than You Think – He Inhabits Your Thoughtsby Sabrina Dawkins Satan can enter any thoughtnot married to God’s will.Christ said to Peter,“Get thee behind me, Satan.”The devil in the thoughtof even a disciple.There are those who say he’s in hell.Many say he’s in evil people.Others say he’s in paganism.Some say he’s in

I Killed the Combmaker – Unlocking Natural African Coilsby Sabrina Dawkins In a dream,I killed the combmaker,stabbed her with two plastic combs.I thought I needed it,sore scalp and headachesfrom insensitive comb teethbiting through resistant coils. “We don’t want to be combed,”they cried.But I didn’t listentill combmaker died. The Black Power revolutionaryshowed me a better way:coils

Bill Cooper Checkmated the Pale Horse: Kierkegaard was Given Another Day to Liveby Sabrina Dawkins To you, “God” is a theory,like the Big Bang and evilution.People like to believe in God from afar,from a preacher’s lipscut off from the Holy Spirit.But when God makes good on his promises,they scoff (Luke 8:52-53) and don’t believe it.They

Science is Science Fictionby Sabrina Dawkins The only astronauts who made it to the moonfilmed at a movie set.You know how they only showthe journey through spaceand not the cameras filmingin Star Trek?They filled your TV with spinning colorful ballsand told you they’d found a way out of hell.They turned the Israelites leprousand paganism into

My Hero Used to be Samsonby Sabrina Dawkins My hero wore a red and black letter jacketand Samson’s cut dreadlocks and sunglassesto hide gouged-out eyes.He was a popular, cute varsity player.My hero has mixed kids:He preferred a whiteor mixed woman in publicafter sneaking black girlsto back seats late at nightlike a slave master.My hero eats

Synthetic Braids and Dreadlocks and Black Power Fistsby Sabrina Dawkins Fast-food, mass-produced,fashionable TV Black Powerdelivered with McDonald’shot greasy fries.Become Bob Marley quicklywithout the sacrificewearing synthetic dreadlocksor African braidspoisoned by artificial hairto mimic European strands.Your enemy is not convincedyou have an actual plan.The Black Power fisthas become the signof agents of chaos.

Satan with Du Bois’ Help Steals The Souls of Black Folkby Sabrina Dawkins A darkness tried to suffocate meas I started reading The Souls of Black Folk.“It’s a powerful spell,” I thought,a demon pretending to be a black man.As I tried to walk through its quicksand,I felt his poetic, Harvard wordslike ghost arms and handspulling

The Happy House Negro – How to Make a Slaveby Sabrina Dawkins In a dream,in darkness,I saw Negroeswell-dressed on the front rowin Boulé ball tuxedoswith spoiled black daughtersdressed like princesses.I watched Satan’s daughters,who were teachers,hand out aulswith a jewel on the endto black studentsthat filled the dark auditorium,where the daughters of the Roman Empirehad stood

Aretha Franklin Did Work for Donald Trump, and It’s a Sinby Sabrina Dawkins Trump said of Aretha Franklin,“She worked for me on numerous occasions.”“And I think it’s a sin.” – Lynyrd SkynyrdShe sang the national anthem“Sweet Home Alabama”for his inauguration.

America’s Prostituteby Sabrina Dawkins LeBron James had limited range of motionin a miniskirt trying to run up a sloped treadmill to heaven.You were Azealia Bankscrouching in the back roomof Elon Musk’s mansionwaiting for crumbs.You only exposed the rich white manbecause he rejected you,didn’t choose youas his harlot.Still, you put on the brathat is half American