thoughts on michael jackson
im watching all the media and moving through my life seamlessly and only tonight, after receiving a message from julia of a video of mj accepting an award for the opening of the michael jackson auditorium at gardner street school that i flinched and realized and accepted reality. this is the man that i had a crazy crush on at 8 years old. this is the man who's songs i sang not even knowing the english language on my grandparent's dacha. this is the man who's lyrics were written all over my elementary school. this is the man who gave me the once in a lifetime chance to visit neverland ranch and feed elephants with carrots out of a moving fairytale train. yes, i was one of the lucky 5th graders at gardner street school. this is the man who contributed to my imagination, desire to sing and dance, and love of leather jackets.
michael jackson, to me, represents youthfulness, freedom, crazy dance genius, love, life and happiness. he brings me back to my childhood when id listen over and over to his songs on an old jacked up tape recorder, id lock myself in the bathroom at 7 years old and sing his songs over and over having no clue what the foreign english words mean. he brings me back to fuller street where id play handball wearing a hot pink "beat it" shirt.
i watched the memorial service today on tv and can't help to wonder, why is it that we celebrate each other's lives only when those lives come to an end? we are quick to scream insults at each other full of accusations at any given time but only honor each other when its the end.
this is a sad day. a legend too young to leave us...
i will always remember michael as the moon walking smooth criminal singing thriller.
i went to gardener street elementary school where michael attended 6th grade, where i sang heal the world at my graduation, where michael jackson made my grade school years magical, where i admired michael, where michael gave me room to grow, room to play and room to make best friends for life. he will be missed.
michael jackson, to me, represents youthfulness, freedom, crazy dance genius, love, life and happiness. he brings me back to my childhood when id listen over and over to his songs on an old jacked up tape recorder, id lock myself in the bathroom at 7 years old and sing his songs over and over having no clue what the foreign english words mean. he brings me back to fuller street where id play handball wearing a hot pink "beat it" shirt.
i watched the memorial service today on tv and can't help to wonder, why is it that we celebrate each other's lives only when those lives come to an end? we are quick to scream insults at each other full of accusations at any given time but only honor each other when its the end.
this is a sad day. a legend too young to leave us...
i will always remember michael as the moon walking smooth criminal singing thriller.
i went to gardener street elementary school where michael attended 6th grade, where i sang heal the world at my graduation, where michael jackson made my grade school years magical, where i admired michael, where michael gave me room to grow, room to play and room to make best friends for life. he will be missed.
