
I understand and feel your pain, I have lost many I admired and many recently. As for Michael , his poor soul, I feel he died around 1992, when he began to carve away his identity whether he was trying to wipe out his fathers image from his face or what, he was a tortured and immature soul.I believed he died a little bit each surgery until there was nothing left of him........either way, we will miss him very much.May the Divine Spirit be with you in your feelings of loss.
summer blessings.
Each surgery? If anything, he might have died a little bit each time people made outrageous, crazy allegations and claims about his life that became so big they took on a life of their own - and weren't even true.
I don't think he ever tried to carve away his identity - what do you mean by that?
Anyway, thanks for the understanding... I think.
I don't think he ever tried to carve away his identity - what do you mean by that?
Anyway, thanks for the understanding... I think.
*hugs*
His passing was such a shock and it still hasn't sunk in with me. His music touched a lot of people all over the world. He had a special gift -- he made people connect to him and to each other through a song or a dance move. Many people are grieving just like you and it is nothing to be ashamed of.
His passing was such a shock and it still hasn't sunk in with me. His music touched a lot of people all over the world. He had a special gift -- he made people connect to him and to each other through a song or a dance move. Many people are grieving just like you and it is nothing to be ashamed of.
100% agree with Myclette. If you grieved over losing your pet rock, it would still be nothing to be ashamed of. Grief is grief, and no one gets to tell you how you should or shouldn't feel. Even if you were the only one who cared about his passing, it would still be important, and your feelings would be just as valid. Find a safe place, let it all out, and do whatever it is that you need to do. No one should be allowed to question how you feel.
Life, to most people, is just one giant...thing. People look at life as a whole, as the culmination of events. Your years spent breathing aren't just a blob of what you did or didn't do. That's not life. Your life is each and every second. Every second you spend hurting, that's what life is. Every happy moment, every grim realization. You're the only one who gets to experience YOUR life, so don't feel like you should be held back from experiencing whatever feelings surface for you. Explore them, learn from them who you really are, and share that person with the world, whether the fucktards understand you or not.
Life, to most people, is just one giant...thing. People look at life as a whole, as the culmination of events. Your years spent breathing aren't just a blob of what you did or didn't do. That's not life. Your life is each and every second. Every second you spend hurting, that's what life is. Every happy moment, every grim realization. You're the only one who gets to experience YOUR life, so don't feel like you should be held back from experiencing whatever feelings surface for you. Explore them, learn from them who you really are, and share that person with the world, whether the fucktards understand you or not.

All of what you said is very true. I love the second part of what you had to say - this IS life. Without these feelings and experiences, what would life be? Thanks for the support. You're absolutely right.
I have to be honest, I was one of the few that didn't cry when I was told he passed away. I enjoyed his music but I also followed the accusations and belived where there is smoke there is fire. Anyway almost eight hours into the day of his death I watched MTV, CNN,MSNBC, I could not believe the things I either forgot or allowed mistakes to move away without question.
I forgot he was the first African American to demand his chance to show case on MTV. He was the first to put a group of overprised stars together and sing without earning a penny for starving children. He was damadged as a child with the stress of being perfect.
Wow! I cried the following days and can say without question I not only enjoyed his music, but am proud of the man he tried to be
Although Michael Jackson music was a part of my childhood, I was never as big a fan as some people were. When I heard he died, however, I felt a sense of deep sadness for him, for his life, his death, and for the way people treated him and made assumptions about him without knowing the facts. Because of the rumours that spread for the sake of sensationalism. I guess a part of me has always hoped that his name would be cleared and that he'd get an apology from the world before he died, because even though I was never his BIGGEST fan, I don't think he deserved the treatment he received.
That's mostly what makes me sad too - that he didn't have a better life and that towards the end of his life it may not have been all that better than the rest of his life before. If that makes sense... Just hope he's at least at peace now.
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