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Michael Jackson

Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009[2]) was an American recording artist, entertainer, and businessman. (Wikipedia)

Michael Jackson is a victim of society. His dead is his release, his freedom. Thank you for your art.

He gave too much to this world, his music woke up people’s spirit, hopes and gave a real dimension and support to their dreams. He gave a new beat, a new trend, he revolutionized music generally.

He is a global talent with a global impact. He is a hero, not a megastar.

But his life is not just music. People have also other passions, dreams, desires, empty spaces to fill. Due to his hard infancy he escaped into music, music saved his soul and his music gave us a new perspective on life. But music didn’t cure his soul.

His life is an example to us. Wealth, fame, success does not bring personal healing. They just ameliorate your mood.

All the people have defects, complexes, and older they are, deeper they affect. For this reason he tried to make a big blast into his life, to correct one of his “defects” and tried to become a white guy.

You can not trick nature. You can not be fake for ever. You have to fight with your defects and sometimes you have to accept it. There is no people without any defect, and it should remain like this. Because all this “minuses” which we have, make us stronger, all this defects give us an extra stimulus to fight with all the obstacles, especially on psychical matter.

I see him as a children soul, not a man, more precisely like Macaulay Culkin: Home alone!

Is hard to understand Michael Jackson’s life and decisions. But it depends from case to case, from people to people, from environment to environment. He was too weak emotionally. His heart was too big, but he didn’t feel any beating heart or love for him, like he wanted to.

But he was wrong. We all loved him and we all continue to love him, like an idol.

His music will be eternal, his story will be well kept, his star will always shine on sky.

I will remember him as an artist, an innovative spirit, a pure talent driven by feelings, a hard working person, a creative mind and as a loving person.

He inspires us and also he motivates us!

by Blanco

PS: Rest in peace!

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