MJ (Aug 29 1958 - 25 June 2009) “Consciousness expresses itself through creation. I become the stars and the moon. I become the lover and the beloved. I become the victor and the vanquished. I become the master and the slave. I become the singer and the song. I become the knower and the known. I keep on dancing then it is the eternal dance or creation. The creator and creation merge into one wholeness of joy. I keep on dancing...and dancing...and dancing. Until there is only...the dance.” ― Michael Jackson
It's been eight years since this angel returned home. 70080 hours passed by but the pain is constantly there no matter what we do. 2920 mornings we got up and struggled with the fact that our hero is dead. That he'll never come back and tell us, that he's absolutely fine and cared about us and his family the whole time. Although he's constantly caring about us, he'll never care about us in person anymore. He's watching us and especially his kids 24/7 from above. Making us laugh, smile, giggle and sometimes cry like on this sad day. But no matter what we do he'll always be there for us. We just have to call his name and he will be there.
Once people told me, that the pain will pass by and I'll forget the people I lost, but this pain did not passed by as I was told. This pain is still there and I'm happy about this pain 'cause I won't forget you. You and your music taught me more than I ever could teach myself! You and your music were always there for me! You and your music saved me!
THANK YOU MICHAEL FOR ALL THE THINGS YOU TAUGHT ME; THE MEMORIES YOU GAVE ME; THE THINGS YOU DID FOR ME WITHOUT KNOWING. JUST THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING!! Rest well hero... #RIP
25th June. It's that time of the year again when I feel like shutting off everyone.
I was 15 years old when Michael died. And I remember crying alone at night, every night, for 3 months straight. I waited for my parents, my family to sleep, and I would get up and just sit in the corner of the room, hold his photograph, the only photograph I had, and cry. Begging all gods to send him back someway. I prayed a lot, thought maybe that could bring him back. I was depressed. Death was something unacceptable to me. I used to listen to his songs on repeat. Same seven songs. Every day and every night.
And that was the time when his songs made me feel emotions in a level way beyond I could've ever imagined. How important love and compassion is. How important it is to make someone feel they're not alone. To do your bit as a human. To be humble. To this day, I'm mocked of being soft, of being overtly emotional/soft/over-thinking guy. Not the average tough outlook and practical persona that the society expects from a male.
But I do not regret it. I miss you Michael. You're the single most significant reason who taught me so much, that people around me couldn't. "No matter who you are or what you become,Be humble and kind like a new born baby. Never be mustered with pride. Help others. But believe in yourself. Have confidence. Whatever you Believe, you Become." were the words from one of your interviews that hit me harder than any philosophy or religion.
Rest in Peace Michael. Tears still don't stop at the thought of you. Afraid to burst out in front of room mates. I love you most and I miss you. Gone too soon.
My little tribute to the King.
I am so proud to call myself "Moonwalker". This word has so many meanings to me. This word showed me how is possible to have a family in the whole world and how this family can be beautiful and filled with love. A family composed from million of people, of any age, from different countries, without any prejudice.
So this word, gave me the possibility to be part of this wonderful family and enjoy it.
Be a Moonwalker teached me as Gandhi, Martin Luther King Jr or Nelson Mandela did, how much is important fight for right ideals, for peace and for justice between races. And is wonderful thinking that a simple Man, born in Gary, Indiana, made it using the power of music. A Man who was an angel on earth. His name is Michael Jackson. This Man came and changed my life, and that's possible only thanks to you @siedahgarrett . You changed me and my life making them better writing the song #ManInTheMirror and thanks to this song I could discover which kind of incredible personality there's behind the song - writer @siedahgarrett . I haven't enough words to describe how much I love you Siedah. Today's it's the most important day of your life and one of mine: ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY!!👑✨
And I am here just to telling you from here my happy birthday!💘
I LOVE YOU @siedahgarrett