It has finally hit me… Michael Jackson is dead…

After watching Paris Michael Jackson briefly talking about her dad and then taking comfort in Janet Jacksons arm during his star studded memorial, it finally hit me… Michael Jackson is gone forever… we shall never hear his creative geniusness again…ever… I then realized why everyone was making a big deal of his death… every death in my opinion is a day for the world to mourn… It wasn’t only because he was a celebrity but because he grew up with most of us… He was there when my dad was growing up… he was there when i was growing up… my dad and I could always sit around and start singing some of the old songs from his time by Michael Jackson as if they were from my time… There was no generation to young or too old… no topic left off; i.e. Billie Jean… it was cool again to sing about the world and how it needs to heal…It was okay to be different… and for that the world has lost a very special person who needed the world to back off a bit but instead got hounded. Like his brother said at the memorial, maybe now they will leave him alone.

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