A part of my history
It's been 21 days since my last blog and wow has a lot happened! I've been meaning to write about world peace and all that but at some point I discovered we don't have world peace and really the only thing that matters in my house is dinner. So, the world has gone crazy AGAIN and yet it keeps turning. Interesting.
I did feel like I got punched in the stomach by the death of Michael Jackson. I will admit I got tired of the freakiness for awhile--but I got pulled back in by the music. The guy was talented. I grew up with him. I've always liked his music. I was not expecting him to die so young. And now can we celebrate his music or do we have to drudge up the crap? I watched a retrospect of his life the other day and the reporter left it with: Michael Jackson got more caught up in the celebrity than his music and that is when we lost him. So true. And now when I want to celebrate his life and music I have to hear about the bad side...again. I don't care anymore. That was a few years ago and I'm not convinced he did anything wrong other than being off a little. There are two sides to every story and I would never want to discredit a child if they have been molested...but when so much money is involved I struggle. So, I'm sad. I now know how generations before me felt when Elvis died. And I'm truly sad that Michael will never get the opportunity to redeem himself. Some people do get a shot at a come back. Maybe he didn't have a come back left in him.
It was funny in an interesting way to watch all the old videos. The one that struck me the most was Man in the Mirror. How funny that nothing that we experience is new. We are always fighting something, people are always starving and important people are always dying. Every time I think we are original I take a look at the past and realize how wrong I am.
Peace out until next time.
I did feel like I got punched in the stomach by the death of Michael Jackson. I will admit I got tired of the freakiness for awhile--but I got pulled back in by the music. The guy was talented. I grew up with him. I've always liked his music. I was not expecting him to die so young. And now can we celebrate his music or do we have to drudge up the crap? I watched a retrospect of his life the other day and the reporter left it with: Michael Jackson got more caught up in the celebrity than his music and that is when we lost him. So true. And now when I want to celebrate his life and music I have to hear about the bad side...again. I don't care anymore. That was a few years ago and I'm not convinced he did anything wrong other than being off a little. There are two sides to every story and I would never want to discredit a child if they have been molested...but when so much money is involved I struggle. So, I'm sad. I now know how generations before me felt when Elvis died. And I'm truly sad that Michael will never get the opportunity to redeem himself. Some people do get a shot at a come back. Maybe he didn't have a come back left in him.
It was funny in an interesting way to watch all the old videos. The one that struck me the most was Man in the Mirror. How funny that nothing that we experience is new. We are always fighting something, people are always starving and important people are always dying. Every time I think we are original I take a look at the past and realize how wrong I am.
Peace out until next time.


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