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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Friday, July 3, 2009 }


Yes, so what if this another tribute to Michael Jackson?


This man has played such a huge role in all our lives. Especially people who love music.


Watching the tribute on Channel 5 last night struck me. I didn't feel sad when I heard of Michael Jackson's death, even though I am a pretty big fan of his. But watching the tribute last night made me realise that we as a whole civilisation has lost one of the biggest icons on earth. It made me realise that I will miss having Michael Jackson in the world. It made me realise that I am saddened by his death, more than I thought.


When I think about it, I grew up on his songs. Thriller was the very first song I heard from him. The first MTV of his I ever saw. I remembered telling my mom I love the song and the video. What with werewolves and zombies dancing around. It made an impact. Over the years I grew to love many more of his songs. Impactful lyrics and catchy tunes. Sadly, over the years I forgot about MJ because I found Jason Mraz and he became the sole inspiration for almost everything I did. Still, Jason's biggest influences also had Michael's name in it. Face it, we can never run from MJ. He is THAT huge.


I realised last night I picked my confirmation name to be a name starting with the letter 'J' on purpose. I wanted it to be a flip of JM so Marianne Joy (MJ), yup. Michael Jackson's initials.


So what I wanna say is that why do people still wonder why he bleached his skin from black to white. Why do people remember him as that screwed up celebrity. Instead, I'd like to remember Michael Jackson as an icon that has impacted the whole world. A person who touched the hearts of many through his songs, his lyrics and his moves. I'd like to remember him as this amazing talent who started singing and dancing so amazingly since he was 7 years old. I choose to remember the good things that made Michael Jackson who he is. The successes he's had, the talents and the way his songs managed to build bridges over so many difficult pathways. His gift of presenting songs will always amaze me. I will always tap my feet when I hear the familiar beat of Billie Jean. MJ is universal. So stop. Stop speculating and stop talking about him like he is some sort of freak. I'd like to remember him as the bright star he was. Him, being human like all of us are, but yet so talented.


Without a doubt, King of Pop.



Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for the world that I come from
'Cause I've been looking around
In the lost and found of my heart...
No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities...
'Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, but pardon me...

People say I'm not okay
'Cause I love such elementary things...
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the ChildhoodI've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams,
Of conquest and kings on the throne...

Before you judge me, try hard to love me,
Look within your heart then ask,
Have you seen my Childhood?
People say I'm strange that way
'Cause I love such elementary things,
It's been my fate to compensate,
For the Childhood I've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like fantastical stories to share
The dreams I would dare, watch me fly...

Before you judge me, try hard to love me.
The painful youth I've had

Have you seen my Childhood....


{ fin }