Michael Jackson
A reader asked if I was going to comment on Michael Jackson’s passing. It puzzled me as to why I would given the outpouring of comments, testimonies and opinions already out there.
Trying to mindread why this blog should address his death I came to the conclusion if I needed a reason it was because Beyond Time is about the question whether we really do die.
Given the media’s propensity for dramatic headlines, one opined about the King of Pop that “it was a life cut short.”
Is that true? Whose to say his life, an incredible journey of entertaining multi-millions all over the globe since the age of five that there was anything of note left to do. How many of us have accomplished as much as he did in grabbing hold of the public’s fervor with his awesome talent whose music made us feel better. Maybe as close as we come in feeling joy.
In preparing for his London series he told his handlers he wanted a personal physician 24/7, giving the reasoning, “I am the machine that makes this whole thing work. You have to keep the machine fit.”
Did he really consider himself a machine, did he really reduce himself to a series of working parts.
Maybe he did feel like a machine, lost his heart. Heart disease does result often for that very reason.
“The Heart Goes On” sang Celine Dion, another incredible talent. Michael’s heart which he poured into his music with no doubt, heart and soul, will go on through his vast inventory of albums and videos.
Now he is at peace and we can still feel amped listening to his music without the media casting aspersions. Media collectively reminds me of cackling hens, some more vicious and judgmental than others.
What about the rest of us? Will our hearts go on when its our time? Asking ourselves the question of what will our legacy be is all we need to be concerned about. Grieving can be shortened for Michael Jackson and others who die young when they leave the legacy he left. You can’t listen to his music without feeling more alive. So let’s just say “thank you” as he passes onto the next juncture of his journey.
And watch for cloud formations; you just might see one in the shape of a shiny glove.