Did Michael Jackson Answer My Letter?

I know that I have been out of it for awhile. The Florida heat and humidity has taken a toll on me. However I wrote a short letter to Michael Jackson on one of my Hub pages. Usually when I receive a comment it identifies the person that responded.

I wrote a short letter letting Michael Jackson know that I felt that he is still alive. I have done extensive research and have found many facts that do not add up. I am confused by this response that I received. I can not tell if it was written by a adult acting like a child, or a child. Part of the response is written well, and other parts are not.

I am having a difficult time figuring out what it actually says. It is like a code of sorts. There was mention of a dearparis.com, I have no idea what that means. It appears that Michael Jackson played board games with his children. How would this person know this? There is also mention about a girl game, and a MJ site.

The real strange part was the email address at the bottom of the comment. I never had anyone leave a email address. I did respond to the address, and I guess I will wait and see if any one responds.

Perhaps email is Michael Jackson’s current type of entertainment. Maybe he is smiling because I figured the whole sorted mess out. Maybe it is his way of playing with me. I have written many articles, the latest about his friend E-Casanova.

I had many sleepless nights until I figured out the entire twisted plot. I do not know why I was so obsessed with all the research I was doing.  I had a vision of the estate where he is living. Why would I care? I do not know Michael Jackson, who am I to judge what is considered right or wrong.

I could sit and have tea with him, and never tell a living soul. For some odd  reason, I just needed to let Michael Jackson know that I knew the truth. I grew up with the image of Michael Jackson, I am 7 years older than he is. Sorry, I never bought any of the records. To be honest I grew tired of the repeated yelping in the songs, and the crotch grabbing. I never went to a concert.