They Don’t Care About Us
“They” ARE “us”…. Change “us”, we change “them”….
We are One and Only… ♥
Scream
Scream!!! Then be YOU… free of outside pressures and conformities…. be free…
What More Can We Give….
LOVE…. because with love comes all right actions….
Heaven Is Here
by Michael Jackson (Dancing the Dream)
You and I were never separate
It's just an illusion
Wrought by the magical`lens of
Perception
There is only one Wholeness
Only one Mind
We are like ripples
In the vast Ocean of Consciousness
Come, let us dance
The Dance of Creation
Let us celebrate
The Joy of Life
The birds, the bees
The infinite galaxies
Rivers, Mountains
Clouds and Valleys
Are all a pulsating pattern
Living, breathing
Alive with cosmic energy
Full of Life, of Joy
This Universe of Mine
Don't be afraid
To know who you are
You are much more
Than you ever imagined
You are the Sun
You are the Moon
You are the wildflower in bloom
You are the Life-throb
That pulsates, dances
From a speck of dust
To the most distant star
And you and I
Were never separate
It's just an illusion
Wrought by the magical lens of
Perception
Let us celebrate
The Joy of Life
Let us dance
The Dance of Creation
Curving back within ourselves
We create
Again and again
Endless cycles come and go
We rejoice
In the infinitude of Time
There never was a time
When I was not
Or you were not
There never will be a time
When we will cease to be
Infinite Unbounded
In the Ocean of Consciousness
We are like ripples
In the Sea of Bliss
You and I were never separate
It's just an illusion
Wrought by the magical lens of
Perception
Heaven is Here
Right now is the moment
of Eternity
Don't fool yourself
Reclaim your Bliss
Once you were lost
But now you're home
In a nonlocal Universe
There is nowhere to go
From Here to Here
Is the Unbounded
Ocean of Consciousness
We are like ripples
In the Sea of Bliss
Come, let us dance
The Dance of Creation
Let us celebrate
The Joy of Life
And
You and I were never separate
It's just an illusion
Wrought by the magical lens of
Perception
Heaven is Here
Right now, this moment of Eternity
Don't fool yourself
Reclaim your Bliss
Michael Jackson – Who is it
Haven’t we all sold ourselves to the external? Seeking gratification. in the form of materialism and outside acceptance, when all along Love was always there? Yes, in fear and ignorance, we’ve all been made to be “whores” to the outside, to the “system”, and forgotten the love that has always been within, the only thing that truly matters…
Man in the Mirror— Stand up and lift yourself….
“Stand Up And Lift
Yourself, Now!”
Earth Song— Live from Love….
“What about all the peace
That you pledge your only son…
What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That you said was yours and mine… ” ~Michael Jackson (Earth song)
All still possible, sooner then we think, if we wish it so… All it takes is a change in the way we ‘think’… Live from Love… always… That’s all it takes…♥
We’ve had Enough? No? :)
:)… Haven’t we had enough? Our own doing, our own ‘allowing”…
Live from Love… and all will change… 🙂 ♥
Change starts within…
“They” ARE us……
The world out there… reflection of us…
CHANGE begins within…
Love you all. 🙂 ♥
The Boy and The Pillow
No doubt, Michael had a great understanding of truth and love…
A wise father wanted to teach his young son a lesson. “Here is a pillow covered in silk brocade and stuffed with the rarest goose down in the land,” he said. “Go to town and see what it will fetch.”
First the boy went to the marketplace, where he saw a wealthy feather merchant. “What will you give me for this pillow?” he asked. The merchant narrowed his eyes. “I will give you fifty gold ducats, for I see that this is a rare treasure indeed.”
The boy thanked him and went on. Next he saw a farmer’s wife peddling vegetables by the side of the road. “What will you give me for this pillow?” he asked. She felt it and exclaimed, “How soft it is! I’ll give you one piece of silver, for I long to lay my weary head on such a pillow.”
The boy thanked her and walked on. Finally he saw a young peasant girl washing the steps of a church. “What will you give me for this pillow?” he asked. Looking at him with a strange smile, she replied, “I’ll give you a penny, for I can see that your pillow is hard compared to these stones.” Without hesitation, the boy laid the pillow at her feet.
When he got home, he said to his father, “I have gotten the best price for your pillow.” And he held out the penny.
“What?” his father exclaimed. “That pillow was worth a hundred gold ducats at least.”
“That’s what a wealthy merchant saw,” the boy said, “but being greedy, he offered me fifty. I got a better offer than that. A farmer’s wife offered me one piece of silver.”
“Are you mad?” his father said. “When is one piece of silver worth more than fifty gold ducats?” “When it’s offered out of love,” the boy replied. “If she had given me more, she wouldn’t have been able to feed her children. Yet I got a better offer than that. I saw a peasant girl washing the steps of a church who offered me this penny.”
“You have lost your wits completely,” his father said, shaking his head. “When is a penny worth more than one piece of silver?”
“When it’s offered out of devotion,” the boy replied. “For she was laboring for her Lord, and the steps of His house seemed softer than any pillow. Poorer than the poorest, she still had time for God. And that is why I offered her the pillow.”
At this the wise father smiled and embraced his son, and with a tear in his eye he murmured, “You have learned well.”
The Walls…
Berlin 1989
They hated the Wall, but what could they do? It was too strong to break through.
They feared the Wall, but didn’t that make sense? Many who tried to climb over it were killed.
They distrusted the Wall, but who wouldn’t? Their enemies refused to tear down one brick, no matter how long the peace talks dragged on.
The Wall laughed grimly. “I’m teaching you a good lesson,” it boasted. “If you want to build for eternity, don’t bother with stones. Hatred, fear, and distrust are so much stronger.”
They knew the Wall was right, and they almost gave up. Only one thing stopped them. They remembered who was on the other side. Grandmother, cousin, sister, wife. Beloved faces that yearned to be seen.
“What’s happening?” the Wall asked, trembling. Without knowing what they did, they were looking through the Wall, trying to find their dear ones. Silently, from one person to another, love kept up its invisible work.
“Stop it!” the Wall shrieked. “I’m falling apart.” But it was too late. A million hearts had found each other. The Wall had fallen before it came down.
~Michael Jackson
Message: You’re Just Another Part of Me
We’re Takin’ Over
We Have The Truth
This Is The Mission
To See It Through
Don’t Point Your Finger
Not Dangerous
This Is Our Planet
You’re One Of Us
We’re Sendin’ Out
A Major Love
And This Is Our
Message To You
(Message To You)
The Planets Are Linin’ Up
We’re Bringin’ Brighter Days
They’re All In Line
Waitin’ For You
Can’t You See?
You’re Just Another Part Of Me (more…)
Meaning of Song “Morphine”
Many believe this song is about drugs. What if it’s about something totally different? What if it’s about how we’ve been numbed, dumbed down, mind-controlled, etc… so that we cannot think for ourselves? So that we cannot see the truth of the world? What if it’s about keeping us wanting our ‘fixes’, such as all the materialism out there? Beautiful house, games, trips, anything to keep us dependent on the outside, on materialism, and keeping us from thinking, from realizing who we truly are, and on what’s really going on this world? Aren’t we, in fact, all drugged? So drugged we don’t even see reality? And who would want us to be numbed, and asleep? Well those with agendas of power, greed and control! Few of them , many of us, best to keep us “drugged” if they’re to keep running the show, no? Hasn’t Michael been talking about that for ages? So, this song, it is US on morphine/demerol… think about it…
Man In The Mirror
It doesn’t matter if we think Michael Jackson is alive or not, what matters is the message he left us… make that change… it’s time.
Michael Jackson & Whitney Houston – Hold My Hand/My Love Is Your Love
Because it’s beautiful and inspiring…
Michael Jackson – “We’ve Had Enough”
A message to the world—>those with eyes to see and ears to hear:
The Misunderstood Power of Michael Jackson’s Music
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More than two and a half years after his untimely death, Michael Jackson continues to entertain. Cirque du Soleil’s crowd-pleasing Michael Jackson Immortal World Tour is currently crisscrossing North America, while a recent Jackson-themed episode of Glee earned the show a 16 percent jump in ratings and its highest music sales of the season. Even Madonna’s halftime Super Bowl spectacle harkened back to a trend first initiated by Jackson.But there is another crucial part of Jackson’s legacy that deserves attention: his pioneering role as an African-American artist working in an industry still plagued by segregation, stereotypical representations, or little representation at all.
Jackson never made any qualms about his aspirations. He wanted to be the best. When his highly successful Off the Wall album (in 1981, the best-selling album ever by a black artist) was slighted at the Grammy Awards, it only fueled Jackson’s resolve to create something better. His next album, Thriller, became the best-selling album by any artist of any race in the history of the music industry. It also won a record-setting seven Grammy awards, broke down color barriers on radio and TV, and redefined the possibilities of popular music on a global scale.
Yet among critics (predominantly white), skepticism and suspicion only grew. “He will not swiftly be forgiven for having turned so many tables,” predicted James Baldwin in 1985, “for he damn sure grabbed the brass ring, and the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo has nothing on Michael.”
Baldwin proved prophetic. In addition to a flood of ridicule regarding his intelligence, race, sexuality, appearance, and behavior, even his success and ambition were used by critics as evidence that he lacked artistic seriousness. Reviewsfrequently described his work as “calculating,” “slick,” and “shallow.” Establishment rock critics such as Dave Marsh and Greil Marcus notoriously dismissed Jackson as the first major popular music phenomenon whose impact was more commercial than cultural. Elvis Presley, the Beatles, and Bruce Springsteen, they claimed, challenged and re-shaped society. Jackson simply sold records and entertained.
Jermaine: Michael hated ‘titles’
MARIE-FRANCE BORNAIS, QMI AGENCY
NEW YORK — If people knew everything that Michael experienced growing up, Jermaine Jackson thinks they would have thought about him differently.
“He hated the titles,” Jermaine said in an exclusive interview.
“They were calling him names, ‘Freaking Wacko-Jacko’ and all these kinds of things. That hurt him because here’s someone who’s taking the time, with his fame, to give a message that is so divine and so pure for the world, and for children, and for people. And all they can do is look at things that are not important, like the colour of his skin.
“It’s horrible to be accused of horrible things, false allegations of child molestation which (were) just horrible. They tried so hard to bring him down on so many other things… That’s just horrible because they knew he loved children and they tried to bring him down on the very thing that he loved, which was kids.”
Jermaine said that Michael donated hundreds of millions of dollars to charity, before his tragic death in 2009 at age 50.
“He would go to any hospital, anywhere in the world, and walk down the emergency corridors, and find who needed operations and he would pay for them, and give lung transplants and all kinds of things. And liver transplants. That’s what he did. And people who couldn’t afford burials in our industry, in the music industry, he would bury them (and pay for it).”
Jermaine, 57, recalls his family’s beginnings in a poorly insulated bungalow in Gary, Ind., like it was yesterday. Michael and Jermaine had seven siblings — Jackie, Tito, Marlon, Rebbie, La Toya, Randy and Janet.
“Going back to the Gary days and writing about our childhood was very easy, because it’s something that will never go away in our minds, and the Jackson Five days were some of the most incredible days in our lives.
“It was just the beginning of us wanting to be like the Temptations, and Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, and The Supremes, and all these (artists that) we grew up wanting to be like. And we were on our way, and that’s because the Jackson Five gave us that international fame — and that gave Michael an incredible launching pad to become Michael Jackson.”
When Michael was young, all members of the musical family thought he was something special.
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