With all the controversy surrounding Michael Jackson’s life and death, I felt compelled to write.
There is a price for fame. That statement is more truth to me now than it ever was. Michael Jackson is paying that debt in death as much as he did in life. How do we know a person is famous? By the number of people who carry that person’s name on their lips or spew that name from their mouth, whether alive or dead.
MJ was global. That in and of itself leads to good and evil, right and wrong, you name it… EVERYONE is entitled to feel as wished about someone of which they can only speculate about. I never met MJ but I happen to know two people who worked with him. Of what they tell me, he was human… he was generous, and respectful, showed kindness, and patience…but then I knew that already. Humans error, humans have faults, humans also have attributes, and great character traits.
The rich, very rich, can afford to live bizarre (weird) lifestyles. Guess we would have to be exceedingly wealthy to even relate to that place on the living scale. Either way; whether you adored him or implored him. He was one of the most talented musicians, vocalists, dancers, I have witnessed in my lifetime.
My two year old granddaughter knows nothing of MJ but in the past two weeks since his death, every time she hears his music on TV, she stops in her tracks, and watches, without moving until the video or song is done. If you knew my granddaughter, Rielyn, you too would be amazed. She is definitely in that “terrible twos” stage. She is never still, always running about. We can’t stop her but Michael Jackson did, and she never knew or heard his music until his death.
He had an attraction. One that is defined to me by the shedding of his talent, his Light. I too have that attraction to children. They speak to me as if they know me out of nowhere. Complete strangers, never have seen them before nor they me. They cling to me. Yes, some would suggest that I must be doing something other than being me to entice the children but I don’t have to do anything. I have had Youth Companies for the past 25 years. I have worked with kids from ages three – 33 for that long as well. Don’t know why the magnetism but it’s there and I will not denounce it but plan with all that I am to increase that gift.
Things are as they are, will be as they will be. No matter your like or disdain; MJ was who he was and nobody will ever know the for sures but MJ, the children whose parents allowed him to have private time with them and an all knowing, seeing God. Sure, some don’t think the God factor exists…in that case only MJ and the children know for sure. The possibility of some saying they were molested for monetary gain exists, as well as the reality of him being something other than a “good man”. I do not believe his daughter rehearsed those lines she spoke yesterday. That was raw emotion, not contrived. I wonder how easy it is for a pedophile to be a loving father. I would think that duo-life would get confused on occasion.
Oh well…I have stayed away from this topic and just felt like spilling some feelings today. Overall…I say believe what you wish. I suspect a dead man does Not care!
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