#SpiritualWarfareThatFeelsFist2Fist!~

Excited about brushing my teeth again on a regular basis! I messed around & got Gingivitis somehow! I’m a guy who likes his smile & having teeth! Baby mother even knew how I felt about my teeth even way back then when I lost my first two teeth at the free clinics. One was due 2 a so called fight back in high school when I was snuck or crept right in mid conversation with someone else. The culprit fled the scene immediately afterwards. I was shocked as I caught my glasses in mid fall without even looking at them. I just held out my hand where I knew they were going 2 be passing by. I abruptly stopped in my tracks when I noticed drops of blood hit the concrete. My glasses had cut into my skin where the impact took place on my face. My face swole up then too. Anyway, I had the remainder of my tooth removed. I don’t really recall how the tooth on the other side of my mouth came 2 be damaged enough 2 remove, but So it’s been quite the while since I’ve had dental issues. Somehow a whole year had elapsed between visits & cleanings, then suddenly the pain kicked in when I was handed a bottle of crest mouth wash with the seal partially broken. So it alarmed me when my mouth immediately began 2 catch a fire so 2 speak, with pain! It’s rather peculiar 2 me that about 8 months ago, a month or so before I was housed, I was approached by a whole nother culprit who seemed interested in my space I was sleeping at while on the streets still. I drew an illustration of the spot & everything & dubbed it the warmest place outside in DC… The fella had actually made like he was going 2 haul off & hit me in my jar just as he thought he had an advantage over me, but he never let that punch fly. Although I’ve been pretty much staying on course as non violent & on my #MLK mess, folks don’t necessarily make living your life on this planet earth all that easy going, you know? That sort of sparked a flame for me too you know? I soon abandoned that spot due 2 the creepiness I deemed the guy worthy of, so I chose not 2 make myself so readily available & accessible 2 the new dude so I relocated & began moving around sleeping in different spots. Surviving the treachery.  Finally my housing came through on the very last day of my voucher expiration date, like wow! Talk about high drama. One of the stipulation for housing is 2 be non violent & it just made me think & wonder were these guys just watering down folks 2 make it even easier 2 take advantage of all? After all we were left out abandoned on the streets already! Yeah, a lot 2 deal with & overcome on top of the already hard & harsh conditions 2 deal with. For most the streets are hardly that friendly or accepting. So I got a chance 2 make my dental appointment in December 2019 before Christmas when I was told 2 see my regular doctor 2 access whether or not there was bacteria on my heart? Never heard of it before, but I was left hanging over the holiday break with no antibiotics or pain killers. I ended up at the emergency room 2 cure that. Followed by a dentist visit that wasn’t covered by my insurance. They even provided the x-rays for free! I didn’t like the shabby treatment so I shopped around but I was having the same issue in DC with my dentist that I was having with my eye doctors in DC. Their system sucks so totally & leads 2 more advantage taking! I already had another dentist make my mouth worse when she falsely gave me a crown or cap when there clearly was no need for one! I was furious with her & all I could think about was the repercussions of any reactions I was tempted & fighting not 2 make at that time. I’m still waiting & my jar is now swollen like I was hit with a fathom punch of some sort or just some really clever conniving plot! #SpiritualMentalWarfareThatFeelsFist2Fist!~

 

 

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Hey M.R… Happy ALL Star, Valentines, Presidents Day Weekend!~

How was it for you? I just kind of sat by & let it all just pass me by… I mean what!? With no tv or wifi, no girlfriend, but I get an offer from a bi guy 2 give that lifestyle a try!? And here I thought I was on the wild side. Yeah, we all need 2 make money but smh on me taking that ride. Shotgun or otherwise! Them type of moves 2 be made just aren’t that wise in my eyes. I’ll just keep building my stock & my brand until they’re stockpiled. Believe me it’s already taken a while & I’ve been at this since I was a child. Keeping my courage. Keeping my thoughts corralled, safe from enemies fronting all foul like they been dismissed from some bowels. Yeah, well then, if it’s like that I’ll just stay in & bow, thinking about light skinned brown, & how I can be (get her) down. Bring her round. Advance her 2 another round. Run into once more when I go down. What else can I say about that beautiful light skinned brown. She didn’t make a sound. Just spoke it silently with 2 scarfs, brown. Same day I wore my two scarfs, like wow! #Found! ;)~

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AS MY WITNESS

I recall all those many years ago in our River Terrace apartment a couple apartments away from my Grandmother & Uncle Barry, who was taking time off from wmata at the time. My brother told me after an altercation we had, that I would be like my other Uncle Flemion, a bum in & on the streets. My Uncle Junior, named after my Grandfather FLEMION WHITMYER, was actually a musician who told me he played with the Godfather of Go~Go himself a few times at a local club when he was first starting out. He was a bit of a street hustler too. Carrying around his boombox everywhere he went around town. He was also a Vet! This was before they gave priority 2 housing former military veterans. This was in 1991. My senior year in high school when we first moved back into the district from Marlow Heights. This was when I would wake up extra, extra, extremely early 2 commute out Maryland 2 the school bus stops 2 finish up my Senior year at Crossland High School. One of my classmates would call me #MetroMan by me commuting so much & so far just 2 meet up in the mornings. I was still cool with Marlow Heights but I was branching out further up the street, the block, the road 2 Suitland Maryland, where I caught the bus & spend most of my Senior year time with My distant cousin Lloyd Craig whom I’d grown 2 know since Middle School when he & his military dad moved up this way in the Metropolitan area. He recognized My Dad one day when he came 2 one of My Honor Roll Assembly programs at Benjamin Stoddert Middle School. He also grew up with me having & sharpening one anothers wit & writing skills. I’m just getting into short stories myself. It was his specialty as Poetry was mine so he should have a treasure trove himself of gems! Lloyd was also My witness as far as my poetry hustling & cameo features in the Prince George’s Community College publications, by him being a student there too. We grew older & apart eventually. He even played a part in helping me secure a kmart shoe salesman position in between semesters after my daughter was born. Back 2 My brother. I recalled the remarkable comment back in say 2007. That’s around the time my brother returned 2 society from the justice system. I was temporarily homeless in 2006 down Norfolk. Which is where Lloyd Craig was originally from. Also where the details of my movie take place. It was circumstantial in that my food supply wasn’t ample 2 last a week let alone over two weeks. I was staying with another distant relative at the time, who married into the family. Also military background. Norfolk is a heavy Navel Military town. So being a militant midget, he refused 2 wait 4 me 2 get paid & secure the movies once more. He threw me out! I was in a strange town so I had 2 find & make my way down & around Norfolk & Hampton that year, & yeah, The po~po broke my arm! Watch the movie 4 those background details. So I survived & got 2 know the cities. Made it back 2 Md. Tried 2 carry on up UMUC~University of Maryland. Got played out 4 the rest of the year… Ironically, my brother returns & intervenes when UMd. repeatedly tried 2 arrest me. Familiar with that system routine of ruining lives, I had 2 ask him 2 watch my back as I attempted 2 withdraw properly & claim my property from the school. He also convinced my mother 2 let me stay in the house again temporarily that year 2007. My Niece kicks in. New homeless stint begins. Mo’ County let’s me in as more than a friend. I was considered Fam, but I paid rent dividends. No windows, No vents, brings that 2 an end in Jan.2012. Eventually, I make my way back in the City & Rise 2 the Top! Now off the block!~

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My Love 4 #BLACKHISTORY…

My travels first brought me back 2 My Mother’s husband house when I first got evicted back in January of 2012. I had like 5 bags that I had travelled late night by bus 2 get there, somewhere safe, warm, & welcoming. Oh, so I thought! My Mother who aided & reinforced my nieces action of putting my stuff out in the front yard, immediately informed me upon my arrival that I was not welcome back 2 stay there at all but by me catching the bus so late, I was in a jam! So I swallowed my pride for the night & headed out in the morning at my mother’s edging & requesting, 2 face the remainder of that winter outside in downtown Gaithersburg, Md., b4 I got my truck from inheritance money & b4 I decided 2 take back up residence in my born & partially raised in Capital City of Washington DC! It let me know where we stood but it has nonetheless not stopped my effort 2 put my best foot forward & continue on my mission since my youth & graduation, 2 gain my own financial independence & independent living. I was forced 2 face the harsh realities of never having enough by spending the next 8 years straight standing & gaining my ground as a homeless, in need, starving, independent artist! I’m glad my voice was heard & my needs were met! I’m still not satisfied in my stance for individuality, but I have definitely achieved the success of progress in attaining housing as my reward for enduring on through strong & trying times. I’m not by a longshot where I’d like 2 be but I am in a position 2 reach back & offer, at least, gain & access 2 a media venue in which others can also voice & print, bring 2 awareness, their trials & tribulations. Thank you @streetsensedc #streetsensemedia 4 having My Mother & allowing her 2 express her Pride for #BLACKHISTORY Achievers & Overcomers! A very special thank you & acknowledgement 2 My Mother for finding a way 2 express herself in my current & ongoing life & struggles! With Love I say & grant Peace within my power, Love Levester!~

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My Mom Made #STREETSENSEMEDIA.ORG! #HAPPYBLACKHISTORYMONTH #HAPPYVALENTINESDAY!~

I’m A Woman of Color
By Gladys Whitmyer-Taylor

I’m a woman of color, with visions dashing back and forth in my head.
I’m a woman of color so wonderfully made by my Lord and Savior. 
I’m a woman of color, and I love to hear the sounds of the quiet outdoors. 
I’m a woman of color, and I come from parents who fought for their right to freedom. 
I’m a woman of color, my people told me of their perils of pain, struggles, and tribulations so long ago.
I’m a woman of color, and of average size. 
I’m a woman of color, with hair matted like still wool and skin that glows like coal.
I’m a woman of color, with so many endeavors in life to conquer. 
I’m a woman of color, and I’m very special, ’cause I was made by the most High!
I’m a woman of color, so wonderfully made.
I’m a woman of color, with an unspeakable form. 
For you see this is a new season for me with new beginnings. 
Remember I was wonderfully made by the most High!

I’M A WOMAN OF COLOR!!!

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