Let’s look at Michael Jackson’s life long work and his many messages. The things we experience in our childhood either makes or breaks us, it’s said he had an abusive childhood due to his father. For a boy that is as bad as an abusive mother is for a girl. He had family willing to support his decisions and choices where as many of us didn’t. While even his family may not always have understood or agreed with his decisions they still stood together for him. Did Michael Jackson know it? I’d like to think deep down inside he did, yes; but the truth of that is between him and God. All we have to understand is that no family is perfect, even those that lie to make others believe they are. Every family has its skeleton’s in their closets and those closets won’t be cleaned nor the sins forgiven the families until they face and accept the truth of their families mistakes.

There is no sin that is unforgivable except grieving the Holy Spirit, why do you think that is? I like to think it’s because it’s the Holy Spirit that lives within us and to grieve the Spirit is to grieve all of us and therefore all feels the hurt. God knows us by the spirit with which we walk. Those of us that still believe and do our best to do things as God would want us too anyway, without the evil spirits of cynicism, revenge, gossip and hate just to name a few would know the truth for it is written in our hearts which the world would like to destroy.

Michael Jackson was the voice of those of us that, like him, are just passing through this world, and wanting to make it a better place for our children and their children some day. His gift to the world was the same as God keeps telling us but few will listen, ironically just like Jesus Christ God’s only son, Michael Jackson’s messages set to song  was of peace and loving self and neighbor and that our neighbor is everyone everywhere. Michael Jackson was no god and no Son of God, so don’t get me wrong!  He was a messenger of God to remind us all of God’s will in our lives and ironically enough Michael Jackson was treated with the same ill will by his own  country and people that Jesus suffered to an extent. Remember now, before you condemn me for this it is Biblical, Jesus did say in the New Testament “They hated me before they hated you.”

Michael Jackson’s peace as is God’s peace; that we accept each other’s differences and fragilities help one another to grow in harmony. To accept is not living as they do nor is it forcing them to live as we do, but love them for their differences and in some cases in spite of their differences. Only this unconditional love will heal this world 

Michael Jackson suffered great abuses and not just from his father but from his country he loved and cherished so much and it is greatly reflected in his later works for those who are really willing to listen,  “Why”,  “Earth Song”,  “Stranger in Moscow” and “They Don’t Care About Us” to be specific. For those of you that are not Michael Jackson fan’s it wouldn’t hurt you to listen to the lyrics of those songs and to see the real life humanity shown in the videos either, it might teach you something about actual humanity. Those abuses he experienced helped to make him the man he became but the continuation of massive abuses cause his final heart break.

Everyone feels they need to place blame of Michael Jackson’s death, well ok let’s start with me then. I grew up watching first the Jackson 5 as a child and more often than not my television was turned to another station with stern warnings that I shouldn’t be watching “blacks,” they weren’t our kind. The minute they left I turned the station back, now if I had used that same perseverance later in my life instead of allowing my own insecurities to get in my way, I might have actually joined his fan clubs and written to him as I wanted to so many times, or made something tangible out of my own life..

Instead I let my egg donor, who was the only actual biological parent I knew and her parent’s who were so afraid of her to go against anything she demanded, constantly tell me that I was a no body and not his color anyway. Passion and that kind of love was never in my mind, I just thought he was neat but they convinced me that I was a nobody. Certainly not worth being noted by anyone special and constantly in the spot light. So it was when those damn allegations started against him I should have wrote to him my support, but I didn’t and even though I did defend him to all that had something bad to say I could have done more, and just when I was going to write to him a letter I found myself going through the same damn thing and couldn’t believe it. I didn’t dare write him then, I didn’t want to do anything to hurt him and I wouldn’t have hurt him for the world.

I wanted to make my case public though and my attorney forbid it, saying it would only hurt me. I know all about the lies they contrive to make a person plea bargain, make people sound like monsters, create hatred of you from those around you or near you, and I remember well their pre-conception of guilt even if you are totally innocent. I was hated big time once they learned I was a Christian and they contrived to continually verbally abuse me when I’d inquire of my children. I never saw them again and probably never will, but I remember! 

Ironically I grew up believing in justice within our government system too, so I know well Mr. Jackson’s disillusionments. The love and respect of our government we were taught as children no longer exists because that system no longer exists. in its place is something foreign and evil leaving me cold and lonely inside with no friends left and no where to turn for guidance, spiritual wise because most of the churches today are very like the ones in the days of Jesus’ time, full of sin without repentance or so political they left the people behind to fend for themselves.  Michael Jackson’s warning in one of his latest releases, “They Don’t Care About Us” is a wake up call people “Look to Heaven to Fulfill its Prophecy.”  If you don’t know what that means you need to study your Bible because all of the great speakers of our time are leaving us before their time should be up. 

Now we can blame the medicines, the doctors, the lifestyle of an entertainer and any number of other causes but the real blame belongs with each and every one of us that are so damn willing to believe the worse in others instead of looking for the best, so damn willing to be led by the nose for whatever the reason in any direction a politician takes you and there are those like me who felt that we are nobodies and no one will listen anyway.  Well even if no one listens at least I will have tried and while I have at least tried it is more than some others will do.

My memories of my own low self esteem, my own fears, my own self worth, of how and when my life may end and the nothingness I leave behind me; know this, my strength right now comes from the passing of the one man I would have loved to have met in real life because he was love in it’s purest of form and was condemned for it. My memories of his wonderful works of art, of love, his legacy to the world and the ways in which he expressed the truth to the world. Do not let his memory or his works be forgotten, his work upon this realm is finished and it’s time for ours to begin. It’s time for action!