Titus Battle, a remarkable and singular man and Birmingham icon. Titus began his Alabama journey in We could have visited for days.
Titus and I visited a spell the other day, and came to realize we had known each other 21 years. 21 years, like water under the bridge. What we decided, was that we indeed DID need to visit longer, and one full day was decided. One full day, which will begin in Titus, Alabama, the town in which Titus found himself lost more years than he cares to remember ago, the beginning of his story here in A
06/12/2025
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Diary of a Worthless Man Diary of a Worthless Man is the true story of a Black child adopted through a prestigious agency—then broken by violence in the name of God. This book expose...
🖤 Coming Soon: Diary of a Worthless Man
By Titus Battle
Abused. Abandoned. Adopted.
Homeless. In prison. In pain.
Still breathing. Still here.
This book is my truth.
Written from the shed, the cell, and the sidewalk.
For the children who never had a childhood.
If you’ve ever been made to feel worthless—this one’s for you.
"You Are"
The Greatest Person to have ever existed...
"You-Yes You" are the G.O.A.T. of Human Existence...
(Greastest Of All Time)...Know This That: You Are The Best...
When I engage with others, I am engaging Life's Best...
Blessings Always...Peace...
Today, 50 years ago I was offically adopted. I was told if I went down there embarrssing my Adopted Mother, she would kill me when we got home...So the correct answer when asked if you want Mrs. Lucas to be your Mom, Yes was the replay in order to live....It was about one year later I decided to leave home an be homeless, to be the nothing nobody Mom told me I was and would always be. I've labeled my adoption and a living abortion....Peace...
Love is actually defined in how one speaks & treats the one loved... There are not any varitables or shades of evil...
Can't be mean to someone and then proclaim love...
That's like substituting salt for sugar in the baking of a cake..
One can make the cake all pretty but once one bite is taken...
Meanness can never replace Love or...
It will taste like a cake made with salt...
My brain had me write this, not me...
....Peace....
I'd rather Love than to be Loved...
My Adopted Moms always said to me:
No one will ever Love You...
Decades later I'm thinking that maybe
'Love is a Scam'...Philosophically-Speaking...
Do we really need to 'Be-Loved' in order to
Live a Meaningful-Life...Love is not water...
I'd rather Love than to be Loved...
Blessed Day to Us All...Peace...
10/03/2024
Blows my Mind...40 years ago..I was at Camp McDowell, getting Baptized and Confirmed as an Episcopalian..I went directly from prison to Camp McDowell, lucky I was way too niave to understand the drastic hange of envirnments...I did find out that I was super allegegic to pollen so maybe I had no time to think about the meaning of this opportunity...I am one-thoudsand percent sure that I am the only Black Man to do this and I don't see it happening again...You would need a Bishop Stough to pull this off these days...
But still, I am overWhelmingly Honored to have served with such and impressive staff. I had absolutely zero knowledge about racism or the issues of the South, none whatsoever so everyone got treated like a fellow Human Being...Peace...
10/03/2024
My Adopter Mother: Mrs. Ida Lee Denson Lucas:
05.02.1917 thru 09.17.1984..She Tried...
She did the Best she knew to do...
My Birth-Mother moved to Heaven 36 years later
This is when I thought of the words: There's a little hell in Heaven...
There is no way my Birth Mother encountered my Adopted-Mother and they hugged...Nothing can stop a Mother from protecting her Son/Child....Peace...
Blessings 'Be' Unto Each of Us...
This Day-This Evening-This Night...
Struggles are Needed-Blessings in DisGuise...
Amen...Blessings...Peace...
I Conscioulsy and Intentionally and deliberately never let these statements out of my mouth and I don't ven wanna ever almost say these statents "I ain't got time for this: I don't play: or I'm Tired"...It bothers my ears to hear these words and I know subconsciously I avoid be-friending those who utter these words...I play a lot, I'm never tired and I got a life time of time to spare....Peace...