“I am as convicted, as passionate, and as certain as I am today because of the trials I’ve endured, conquered, and failed.
I thought that I was only whistling and walking down this road called Life.” – Kevy Michaels
I’ve walked on many of life’s roads which led me through the uptown side of town. I’ve also strolled ‘Backatown‘, tripping over a few street ditches.
“Back of town,” said by many locals as “Backatown,” is a term that asks one to visualize New Orleans as front and back. The “front” would be the streets and neighborhoods directly along the Mississippi River, starting with the Vieux Carré (the Old Square) aka the French Quarter. – Nov 4, 2013 -Go NOLA – Back of Town
I am what New Orleanians refer to as a “river rat“. I grew up two blocks from the Mississippi River. In other words, I lived ‘offa Tchoupitoulas Street’.
Tchoupitoulas Street (CHOP-i-TOO-ləs) is a street in New Orleans, Louisiana, USA that runs through uptown (where I grew up). It is the through street closest to the Mississippi River. Formerly, the street was heavily devoted to river-shipping commerce; but as shipping concerns gravitated to other locations in the latter part of the 20th century, more of the street has been utilized for residential and other business purposes. – Tchoupitoulas Street – Wikipedia
Our nearly 200-year-old home would shake at night from the vibration of passing trains. I learned to sleep through the sounds of ship horns, cranes, 18-wheelers, while sailors and seamen, from all over the world, would walk drunk and curious through our neighborhood. And, I got accustomed to funky smells of the Mississippi.
From these humble beginnings, as the youngest of 8 other siblings, I was ambitious and outspoken from about 5 years old. Those traits would be key to my accomplishments and passion, even today.
While I was on the uptown side of town, on Life’s Road, I made a lot of money and traveled the world. I was exposed to many People from various cultures.
After the season of abundance passed, Life’s Road led me to face and conquer the eyes of a few hurricanes, meteorological ones, and life’s hurricanes. I was broken and grieved for years over the loss of my mother to cancer, and ultimately the disconnection from my entire family, through sibling rivalry that still lingers today.
Nonetheless, I still maintain that I’ve gained strength and learned new wisdom from every trial, whether I was victorious or a failure.
I’ve gained the most by way of pain. Always easily finding the silver lining is proof enough to me that: “God is good, all the time”.
I live by the adage, “When sifting through the ashes, look well.”
I know who I am on this long journey. I appreciate the adventure of taking the least traveled roads, of discovering the unknown. Now I always choose to take the road least traveled when I meet forks in the road.
I learned “who I am”, through my many encounters with others, “who I was not”. – Kevy Michaels
After over 50 years on this journey, I’ve come to understand the many faces of People. I believe that there are pedigrees for People. Though we are all unique, our psyches, personalities, values, and spirits fall into a host of stereotypical profiles. Scientists theorize that it may even be genetic.
Human behavioral genetics is controversial – “Does human behavior have a genetic component? The answer to that question is controversial in part because ethical and legal issues make controlled studies of human behavior difficult to devise. However, the evidence for a genetic component in human behavior is overwhelming in spite of that limitation.” – Cognitive Neuroscience: GENES AND BEHAVIOR – ÓJ. J. Wine – Last edited 3-28-2000
This thinking is not as farfetched as it may seem. Our personalities are formed by our upbringing, and refined by the information we absorb, including media, politics, religion, status, experiences, and lifestyle.
This list of factors will only produce a finite list of possibilities, mathematically. Everyone may not be the exact same but everyone seems to fall into a stereotypical list of personalities. Many of those we meet every day have similar personalities, values, and convictions that we clearly recognize. Since I’ve traveled so much, I’ve seemed to have encountered most of these personalities. I’ve learned from each.
Likewise, I am sure that when others meet me, in person, or through my content or expression, they categorize me and know just what type I am.
The lessons that I’ve learned through People-interactions resonated strongest when I traveled ‘Backatown’ on Life’s Road when I found myself alone and broken.
With no other choice available, alone, I reflected, prayed, and meditated. I gained clarity and tranquility through years of practice. I departed from every situation wiser, knowing myself and People better.
During today’s Coronavirus scare the many faces of People are vividly surfacing. I wonder if you have noticed.
- Some are fearful, while others are ‘prayed up’. Several of my established relationships are fizzling out because of strong differences in philosophical and religious views.
- Some people are not being honest with themselves about their health status whether it’s regarding Corona or other comorbidities. I am.
- From what I’ve experienced in the Black community, those who have maintained healthy lifestyles seem to be at odds with the unhealthy ones.
- Most seem to have removed the top from their ‘dome’ to allow the media, social media, conspiracy theorists, and the like to fill their brains with propaganda and misinformation.
- Religious leaders seem to have disappeared when their flocks need them most. But in fairness, their entire infrastructure, congregants, and funding sources have been obliterated. They have yet to come up with creative ways to preach the gospel.
I have for about two years reached thousands of People around the world, by myself, and on a shoestring budget. Someday, they may learn how too.
- Mainly friends and family relationships are strained and may not survive the plague, though they may.
- People are all over the place regurgitating their political and religious biases and are realizing that they are no longer fond of each other. Great tensions run rampant.
- Those who are cautious, versus those who are in strict fear, are the most contentious.
- Those who are optimistic versus those ‘Calamity Janes‘ run a close second.
- Some People honestly forget about new social distancing etiquette and get too closer to others who seem way too cautious and often rude.
- Some os the most religous & politically extreme People feel that this crisis signals their calling and pick arguments and attack those who ride the middle road.
People are all over the place during the Corona Pandemic. I’ve been reflecting on People a great deal lately.
“As I sit on the side of Life’s Road for a rest and a sip of water, I reflect on People.” – Kevy Michaels
These reflections inspired me to write the poem Some People. I am very familiar with this sentiment. I wrote the poem Them People years ago when under similar pressure, while caring for my elderly mother.
I included it in the post Terror on the Caregiver – But Judas, You Said You Loved Me…
I hope that you can relate to both poems and this post. Maybe you will. Maybe you won’t.
I would appreciate your feedback either way. Kevy.
Some People Are Like Tares
Meant To Be Discarded Like Rubbish
Some People Are Like Wheat Flourishing In Blowing Wind
Growing Exquisitely Strong In The Nurturing Sun
Some People Are Mere Facades Of Themselves
For My Spirit
To Reveal What’s Behind The Curtain
Some Wear Vivid Scars Like Fashion Statements
Flaws Like Metals Of Victory…Badges Of Wisdom
Some People Pretend To Be Leaders
But They Look For ‘Their Rock’
To Hide Them
When They See The Enemy
Or Even God
Some People Believe In Miracles Cures
Some Are Healed Simply Because
They Believe In Miracles
Some People Can’t See What Is Not There
Some Can See…
What They See
Some People Are Just Plain Weak
Sipping Whatever Soup They’re Served
Some People Stand Firm
Under Unsurmountable Fire
Stand Certain Courageous & Confident
Some People Are One Dimensional
Never Realizing That Life Plays In 3-D
Some People Can Only Dwell
In Physical Existence
Some Don’t See Grays
…Never Notice Spaces
Some People Cannot
Elevate Above Themselves
…Can’t See Their Energy
In Oneness With God
Some People See Colors, Faces
Some People Read/Share
Books, News, Gossip, Conspiracy, Opinions, Predictions, Scriptures
I Am An Exception
I Am Unlike
I Am A Deprived
But Beautiful Anomaly
I Read Energy, Auras, Vibrations
I See Spirits
I Read Messages
In The Wind
Many Of You
The Pure Energy
That I Identify As Me
I Vibrate Very Differently
And Quite Proudly
I Must Accept
…Accept Them Like
I Appreciate That Hatred
Breathe Life Into Love
…I’ll Let Them Be
The Sting of A Bee
With Lost Souls
May Will Never Comprehend
How I Radiate
I Will Never Resonate With
Your 1-D Simplicity
I Immerse Deeply
Into This Vibration
Where I Find It In
Men People, Women People, Children People
…Or Into Nature’s Beautiful Surround
Sometimes I Must Find Completeness
Immersing In God’s Pure Spirit
By Kevy Michaels
‘Them People’ think
I’m always bragging
But all I’m really doing is sharing
What God can do for them too
That I’m crazy
My thinking’s warped
My clarity hazy
But opinions never really phase me
I don’t work for them
They don’t pay me
And I’ll never see life as they do
Then they feel I’m unworthy
.. And not sturdy
Besides everyone knows
Only ‘they’ are worthy
…Cause they know bible verses
And pray every Sunday
They also see me as a fool
…Cause they take, take, take
…While for me
Giving Is still cool
I post daily on my blog
Like a teacher in school
Living by golden rules
And not all their ‘Yakety Yak’
All the time
That must be
Why they don’t show me much love
Though we praise the same God above
Maybe they just need a hug
Or maybe a big shove
Off that high-horse
So that Love
Guides ME to catch their fall
Now I’m thinking
They may never get it
They can’t imagine
…With the Holy Spirit?
As for scripture
They’ll surely spit it
Believing In God in print
…But not in their spirits
And they just don’t live
…As they claim they do
But, Real Talk
I’ve been born again
Checked me out lately?
…I’m A brand new man
God told me that
All of our chances are all the same
So I’ll pray that their blessings come too
It’s just like momma Eunice told me
Never let ‘Them People’ stop your flow
They’ll truly know
The spirit of God
And wherever He may appear.
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