So Michael really did have vitiligo... I'm so ashamed

Matthew 7:1-2 "Judge not, or you will be judged in the same manner that you show judgement"




I can barely see the computer screen as I type for the tears that just refused to let up. I feel so ashamed for even feeling like I had the right to pass judgement on anyone for anything. Thanks to my Twitter brother Coop for linking me to this amazing article on Floacist.wordpress.com. PLEASE CLICK THAT LINK TO READ THE POST!!!! I know that where Michael is, he is not the least bit concerned with earthly things. Old things are passed away, and everything has become new for him. This letter to him is really for us, the living.



Dear Michael,

Your transition from life to everlasting life has taken the world by storm. We know how much you despised negative media, and unfortunately, this trend persists, however there are some media outlets that want the world to know the truth. We are finally beginning to realized how much the negativity troubled your soul. Unfortunately, we still see itely in "OTHER" news outlets, though "MANY" outlets choose to focus on the unmatchable talent that you were and the musical genuis that God graced us with for such a short half century. Death is such a strange thing. It makes the weak appear strong, but in your case it makes the strong appear immortal! Thank you for giving up so much of the simple things in life to give us good music. We know you could rarely visit a mall, or go to Six Flags, or walk in the park, or chase the ice cream truck. We know you couldn't drive your kids to a regular school, or allow them to participate in recreational sports, or watch them ride their bikes down the city curb. Thank you for these sacrifices. Sure we are human. Sure we judge without trying. Sure we question the multiple surgeries, but who are we to do so? If you wanted to change things about yourself, then who were we to question you? I have just seen the photographic evidence of the skin condition that we doubted, and again I apologize for the entire world. Just know that we always loved you, we just thought that you didn't love us. The only reason we rejected you is because we felt rejection ourselves. We give what we get. Sorry for not remembering that you were a human being above all. The world DOES love you... ETERNALLY. You have taught us more than you know and probably more than you would have liked to teach. Well done brother. Well done. Now, you can take the sweet rest that you longed for.

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"Stranger In Moscow"

Michael Jackson

I was wandering in the rain Mask of life, feelin' insane Swift and sudden fall from grace Sunny days seem far away
Kremlin's shadow belittlin' me
Stalin's tomb won't let me be
On and on and on it came
Wish the rain would just let me

How does it feel (How does it feel) How does it feel How does it feel When you're alone
And you're cold inside

Here abandoned in my fame Armageddon of the brain KGB was doggin' me
Take my name and just let me be
Then a beggar boy called my name
Happy days will drown the pain
On and on and on it came
And again, and again, and again...
Take my name and just let me be

How does it feel (How does it feel) How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel
How does it feel (How does it feel now)
How does it feel
How does it feel
When you're alone
And you're cold inside

How does it feel (How does it feel) How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel
How does it feel (How does it feel now)
How does it feel
How does it feel
When you're alone
And you're cold inside

Like stranger in Moscow Like stranger in Moscow We're talkin' danger We're talkin' danger, baby
Like stranger in Moscow
We're talkin' danger
We're talkin' danger, baby
Like stranger in Moscow
I'm live in lonely
I'm live in lonely, baby
Stranger in Moscow

[KGB interrogator - Russian to English Translation] "Why have you come from the West? Confess! To steal the great achievements of the people, the accomplishments of the workers..."