Michael Jackson............Extraordinary talent, perpetual "Peter Pan", innocent lost. I am sad for his untimely death for I loved his songs, but I mourn his bazaar and troubled life or what it appeared to be, because when all is said and done only he knew the truth of his life. I try to understand, but his obvious biography begs the question; How much? How much talent, how much money, how much adoration, how much celebrity does it take to make one happy? Is it possible to overcome the whispers of self loathing in your head? Michael was an icon for all of us, a living symbol of: it matters not what the whole world proclaims you to be, if within yourself you see an abhoration. With all the gifts Michael possessed his should have had a blessed life and yet at some point it tilted into a hideous montage of scandal and the ever morphing mask. Why?
In the end however when the fans have gone home, the vultures have moved on and the legal system has exacted their pound of flesh, what remains will be the legacy of his fabulous music, and seemingly endless talent, and in that he is indeed "Gone Too Soon." But by what face will he be remembered?
All too true. Why is it so hard to love ourselves for who we are and not what others think we should be? Wonderful, thoughtful, reflective post. Thank you. May he finally rest in Peace and Love. Love and Light, Nina P
ReplyDeleteWow--what a powerful post. My goodness Deann...you are amazing. VERY thoughtful. VERY enlightening. You put what I was feeling into words.
ReplyDeleteI've prayed for him since he was a little boy--he was born the same year as I was, and I felt so badly for him. I hope he is happy now.