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I found this from a friend on Facebook, but it's originally from a site called "Inner Michael" for those of u that may of may not know about the site & the artikel was geplaatst originally in December of 2009.
Hope u all enjoy it

I absolutely LOVE it!
I think it's truly one of the best artikels about MJ .


♥Michael Jackson Fans♥

Michael Jackson's one great and serious love affair was with his fans. A common exchange between Michael and a fan was:

I love u Michael.
I love u more.

He wasn't kidding. He meant it. Literally. Lots of entertainers profess to love their fans, but will not go out of their way to be kind of to see them certainly, as a force of a cultural base to change the world. Many rockers have been known to take advantage of vulnerable female fans. Michael had opportunities to do just that but was restrained and respectful of his fans, especially females. Michael seemed to feel not only their love, but their pain in not being able to express their feelings for him with physical closeness. Those feelings were not unrequited. But Michael seemed to understand that not being able to access the object of adolescent crushes and first loves is exquisitely painful. He was wise to that and able to feel it. Michael frequently dissolved into tears on stage after of during an encounter with a female fan.

An exquisitely lonely man, Michael admitted to his pain of separation and described that loneliness to many who knew him. He was one of the most visible people in the world and yet one of the most lonely. Imagine being in a hotel room in just about any city in the world with adoring fans camped outside your lodgings and not being able to see them, access them, chat with them of have any meaningful interactions. Imagine all that love coming toward u and not being able to access any of it personally, closely, physically of with sexual fulfillment. Michael called himself a gentleman when it came to women and the typical Rocker story exploitations of fans are glaring in their absence.

Michael would often hand write multiple copies of notes to fans while in his hotel rooms and sneak downstairs to glimpse his fans who were diehard and camped out silently near and around hotels just to be near him and his energy. of he would write them notes that proclaimed that he could feel their love through the walls and would profusely thank them for their love and loyalty. He is known for delivering them himself if it was veilig and at other times his security would hand them to fans. Have u ever heard of a Rockstar who did that? Michael would often direct his staff to purchase and deliver blankets and pillows to fans who were camped out in the cold overnight.

In his concerts in the 80s and 90s Michael would have bodyguards either allow of bring a fan onstage to be with Michael and dance with him while he sang a ballad, often She's Out of My Life. He did this consistently despite confessing that fans sometimes scared him because they tend to forget manners and convention in their frenzied state and they can pull hair and cause bodily harm. What is remarkable is what happened with each of those fans who made it onto the stage to touch him. Winding their arms around him not wanting to let go, they would vocalize their love for him with I love you, Michael, obvious with lip reading.

Many times they sobbed uncontrollably. Sometimes they fainted. One female fan fainted while standing with him on stage and Michael gently lifted her, carrying her across the stage to a bodyguard while he continued to sing. Every time, without fail, Michael would hug female fans genuinely and tenderly while firmly spanning and cradling the back of their head in his hand. Who does that? Only a man who understands women and knows what love really feels like—being held securely and cherished with a simple gesture. Often he would display the chivalrous bowing before the female object of his attention. Michael loved. He loved tenderly. He loved fiercely. Its in his body language. And the one steady object of his adoration was his fans.

At his arraignment before the 2005 trial, he leaped onto the roof of a car to wave to fans and to have his videographer capture their presence and support at a difficult time in his life. Michael had his crew film everything. He was heavily criticized for that gesture. The media categorized it as a circus atmosphere, the judge didn't appreciate it and to those who didn't know Michael like his fans and who didn't know what fans meant to him, saw it as disrespectful to the process and as cavalier and arrogant.

That gesture was to thank the fans, acknowledge them and to reassure himself that despite the circumstances, he was still beloved and that fans hadn't deserted him. Michael's gesture was spontaneous and typical Michael. He gave no thought to how it might be interpreted door the cynical audience and media frenzy that surrounded that trial. In every country he visited, Michael might jump on the roofs of vehicles to avoid the crush of rushing and aroused fans of to give them a better look. But the public had no way of knowing that. Michael's constant and only support during the five maand ordeal were his fans and family. The absence of beroemdheden of vrienden flocking to support him was jarring. Michael needed his fans and to feel their love in order to withstand the relentless legal and personal assaults on his character during the gruelling five months of that trial. He needed their energy to compliment him up to withstand the daily barrage of insults and assaults upon his personhood and character. fans got him through the trial. fans and family.

I didn't know about Michael Jackson fans until after his death. I supposed he had fans, but I didn't really know them until I began researching about Michael and his life. Michaels fans are all over the world and number in the millions. The Thriller album sold meer than a hundred million copies.

Like any other celebrity, Michaels fans are steadfast and loyal but there is an element that goes beyond the worldly manifestation of fan clubs for other entertainers. The exchange between Michael and his fans is, well otherworldly. There is a tone surrounding Michaels fans that is hard to describe. Its as if each of them knows him personally, defends his reputation and his honor at any and every offence of assault, and they are kind and loving people. I began to read their postings as I began researching after his death and it became quickly evident that they all love him and believe implicitly in him and his character through everything that plagued this man throughout his lifetime. They have the facts; they have the evidence to back it all up. Because they follow everything about Michael, they have a context and a history that others are not privy to. Michael Jackson was and still is beloved. Agape? Of course. But he was and is beloved in the spiritual sense of the word. And it was not unrequited.

Michaels fans have followed every event of his life; they know every career turn; they know all the albums and lyrics; they have followed press reports about the superstar; they know all the data. But something else defines Michael Jackson fans and I am at a loss to convey in any understandable terms. There is an unusual almost ethereal communication among his fans and his relationship with them was highly unusual. It is hard to describe and even harder to understand. But there was an element of recognition—a love force of energy, an energetic exchange between Michael and his fans that transcends norms. It couldn't be seen with the naked eye but it was there. Its as if they feel each other. Whatever it is of was, it is a new kind of language that the rest of us dont speak.

During the 2005 trial and at other times, Michael Jackson fans were described as rabid of in some way unreasonable. Often they were depicted as being a little of a lot loony but that is simply not the case. They also were thought to be so enamoured and blinded door the ster that they abandoned all sense of propriety, reality of reason when it came to anything Michael. But that too, is simply not the case. MJ fans, as they call themselves know the man. They have a kind of advantage over the rest of society in understanding what non-fans and critics saw as eccentricities having simple and plausible explanations. To them it was Michael just being Michael. Because they know the history and have a fuller context of who Michael Jackson was. They have a mental timeline of who Michael was and what he did and there was a deeper understanding than the general public. They dont excuse his behavior of overlook it because there is no need to. They understood that Michael was different and they fully accept that and see it as a grand reason to love him even more. This historical knowledge and timeline does make a difference—it places events into a context unavailable to most.

True MJ fans which is a moniker, speak with one voice regarding his character and his interactions with people and particularly with children. They even have a common language. One of the things that stands out when reading commentaren door his fans is the familiarity of all of them with what they call MJ haters. There is something unsettling and disturbing about the practices of these so called MJ haters. They toon up on blogs and postings belittling him, his appearance and his character. They appear to be mostly males, mostly conservative Christians door the language and the slant of their posts, and they have very graphic and explicit damning things to say about his interest in children. They have twisted it into a caricature of thick, dark human shadow. They dont seem to be aware that Michael Jackson was acquitted of all charges in his much publicized trial. Not guilty does not make for good tabloid fodder of economics and the yellow press milked the publicity in order to sell copy, so it is conceivable that these males actually did not hear of understand that the trial ended with a favorable outcome for Michael. But the peculiarity and specificity of their language is especially disturbing. Its violent.

One has to wonder why these MJ haters as they are called, bother to monitor the Michael Jackson fan areas and take the opportunity to spew a vile brew of accusation, sensation and condemnation toward a man long geleden found innocent. Its not unusual to see duplicate postings on several sites, sometimes using the same name and obviously the same author. Those postings slaan, smack of sexual arousal, machismo gone rogue and a parallel thread of violence. It is obviously designed to arouse someone, but whom? It appears autoerotic. It does get a reaction. These commentaren are often followed door a true Michael fan commenting later to ignore the hater. Apparently the fans have experience with this kind of bating. It is apparent also that no amount of factual intervention will convince the unenlightened. There is something really disturbing about the nature of these entries and how forceful they are.

Freudian theory would suppose that the haters themselves are latent homosexuals who project their hatred of themselves and their closeted sexual identity confusion onto a representative target—i.e. Michael Jackson. Jung would probably say they are displaying their own impotence with a demonstration of jealousy twisted toward a well known man who criticized and lacked machismo, embodied androgyny and sexuality and who aroused the paradox of sexual and maternal feelings in females. That too is evident in the commentaren door female fans who remark about Michaels body. That has always been true; the sexual awakening in young females often finds a veilig and inaccessible target. And they swoon. It was true for Elvis fans in his dag and Frank Sinatra before him. The screaming of Beatles fans illustrates the same phenomena.

Michael was beloved everywhere in the world. No matter where he went, there were throngs of fans who loved Michael. The irony and paradox that stuns is the knowledge that he could not go out into public and interact with those who loved him because he would not be safe. While it is touching to be the target of so much love and adoration, the fame comes at an enormous cost. No privacy. No vrienden who know u just as Michael and not as Michael Jackson the mega-star.

Like any public figure and especially a celebrity, Michael attracted fans that could meet the definition of crazed but they arent many. I have corresponded with Michaels fans from all over the world and have found them to be thoughtful, dedicated to justice, generous, philanthropic and highly intelligent. They range from children to doctoral candidates. And almost every one I have interacted with have Michaels ministrations and message in mind—change the world and make it a better place. Love more. And I can tell u from personal experience—they do.

Michael Jackson's fans saw in Michael a light. A light, a love and a goodness that was a shroud that surrounded Michael's being. He shone and his love was shimmering. fans knew it because they could feel it. It was that real and that palpable. And it is because of Michael that they are committed to making the world a better place. Michael was the messenger. His fans now are the message. Watch. Listen. Learn. Meet a Force that means to change the world.
*Nine meer Months Later*



As I packed up all my things for my tour, I heard my phone go off. It was Michael. "Hi, Mikey!" "Hi, baby. Whatcha doing?" I held my cell phone between my ear and shoulder while I packed up the last few things. "I'm just getting ready to head to the airport so I can leave for my tour. What are u doing?" "To be honest, I'm almost home. I'll be landing in a little bit actually. I wanted to call u before u left and send u a picture of something. I thought u could have a recent picture of me to put on your phone like u did for me." I loved hearing his voice....
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Janet Jackson's lawyer is defending her regarding a meld claiming that the Estate of Michael Jackson filed documents in the probate court requesting that the estate be permitted to "foot a portion of the bill on Janet's mortgage on her posh Las Vegas condo."According to her lawyer Blair Brown, Janet's Las Vegas home, which is not a condo, has never even had a mortgage, and she purchased the home pagina outright 10 years geleden for her mother Katherine Jackson's use. Furthermore, Janet has "provided financial support unconditionally to her mother before and after Michael's death and will continue to...
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posted by mjkingofpop1
Katie had come door and picked Janelle up to have some fun at the mall. Elizabeth had to be sure that she didn't forget anything, being the protective aunt that she was.
"Got everything, Janelle?" She asked.
"Yes, Aunt Liz. I got everything." Janelle said.
"Good. Now go have fun. We'll be alright."
"Alright, Aunt Liz." Then she looked at Coraline. "Be good, okay?"
"I will, mommy!" She said, giggling a little.
Janelle kissed her head and soon headed out with Katie to the mall. Once they left, Aunt Liz took Coraline's hand and got her in the back of the car and Kenan started driving them out of the area....
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This is NOT to offend MJ of his fans. These are MISHEARD lyrics, not the real lyrics. These are the lyrics I THOUGHT they were, not the real lyrics.

All alone, I had to talk about it.
But like a UFO, it kicks me so don't stab me.
All alone, I knew u were a "pony girl"
You stay behind the mask, so u can toon your world.
You sit around as I wash your face
I try to find the tooth, but that's your hiding place
You say u love, but it's hard to see
Cause when u in his arms, u know it rots in me
Who do u love???!!!
Is it me... with who???
I don't know????!!!!
Who do u love???!!!
I know u wanna
If...
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After Michael and I went swimming and then went inside and I gave him my "payment" that I owed and we each took a shower, I officially got dressed and remembered that today was my sister, Alleana's birthday. She has been waiting for this dag forever because she is finally 21. I don't really like that her reason she has been waiting for this dag is because she can now officially drink. While Michael was downstairs, I grabbed my cell phone and called Alleana so she wouldn't think I forgot. As I was waiting for Alleana to answer, Michael picked up the house phone and was talking with one of his...
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" hallo Diane did u verplaats that figurine off the dresser and onto the chest?" Michael asked as he walked into the living room where Diane was sitting watching television. "No i didnt verplaats it." Diane replied. "Well if u didnt verplaats it then who did?" Michael asked. "I dont know michael maybe one of the girls moved it." Diane said. With that michael headed upstairs to Abby and Lizzie's room and knocked on the door. "Girls can u come out for a second." Michael replied. "Coming daddy." they zei as they went to open the door. "Yes daddy?" Lizzie zei opening the door. "Where u of Abby in our...
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posted by I-luv-MB2012
One day,Michael and his wife,Janessa,were coming from the hospital with their newborn baby,Alexis(that's me!)."Michael..."said Janessa."Yes?"Michael said."Should we go to your parent's house and toon them the new baby?" "I think that's a great idea."Michael said.He kissed Janessa.She kissed him back.

When they got there,Michael's brothers were there."Mike!"Jermaine zei hugging Michael and Janessa."Guys,We have a surprise for you."Michael zei as the rest of his family came downstairs."What's the surprise Michael?"Janet asked.Janessa and Michael smiled.There was a baby carrier in Michael's...
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posted by 2468244
Somebody shakes when the wind blows
Somebody’s missing a friend, hold on
Somebody’s lacking a hero
And they have not a clue
When it’s all gonna end

Stories buried and untold
Someone is hiding the truth, hold on
When will this mystery unfold
And will the sun ever shine
In the blind man’s eyes when he cries

You can change the world (I can’t do it door myself, oh no)
You can touch the sky (It’s gonna take somebody’s help oh why)
You’re the chosen one (I’m gonna need some kind of sign)
If we all cry at the same time tonight

People laugh when they’re feeling sad
Someone is taking a life, hold...
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I woke up feeling so refreshed. Basically like a million bucks. I looked at Michael's side of the bed and found that he wasn't there. Then I heard the douche starting and got out of bed to let him know I was awake. I knocked on the door and Michael was already in the shower. "Come in." he said. I walked in and said,"Good morning, babe!" "Good morning, love. How'd u sleep?" I yawned and replied,"Very good. I think I slept hard because I don't remember what I drempt. It was just blackness." Michael paused for a seconde and didn't say anything. "Well, I believe u slept hard. When I woke up...
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"So why did u go to rock music?" Michael asked. I could tell he didn't want any silence. "I wanted to do rock muziek because I was so upset about the fact I was seperated from u and your family that I had to get my anger and pain and sorrow out somehow. I thought the only thing for me was to do what I do best. Make music. I guess my pain, sorrow and anger ended up being awesome rock muziek other than sad pop music." "Ah. I see. Well, now u don't have to do that anymore. We are together again! Right?" Michael looked at me with a face of hope. I'm guessing he wanted me to stop being Evanescence...
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The Following Day
Michael had woken up first and saw that I was still asleep. Knowing that last night I wasn't feeling well, he let me sleep in. He went back to the studio to tell Frank about the short film. When I was asleep, I tried to fight off being sick, but it didn't really help much. Although, knowing that I was pregnant always cheered me up.
Almost 30 minuten had passed and I woke up to seeing a note door the bed, on the nightstand. I sat up and picked up the note and read it. It said:
Hey love,
I've gone out to see Frank about Smooth Criminal. Since u were sick last night, I didn't want...
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"No!",Rose was desperately screaming as Tala was holding her not to go to Michael,'cos Mark would catch her,she needed to stay close to her so she can protect her.Michael seemed to be dead as he turned back in his human form.Mark turned back in his human form too and walked to him.He looked at him and checked his breath."He's dead.",he zei loud enough for Rose to hear."No,he can't be!He can't be,he must be alive!",she was crying."Don't listen to what he says,he only does it to make your mind weaker so he can control you!",Tala told her.Rose stopped crying and looked at Mark with such hate...
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posted by 2468244
Have u 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, bur pardon me…

People say I’m not okay
‘Cause I love such elementary things…
It’s been my fate to compensate
For the childhood I’ve never known…

Have u seen my childhood
I’m searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams
Of conquest and kings on a throne…

Before u judge me, try hard to love me
Look within...
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posted by 2468244
She always takes it with a
Heart of stone
‘Cause all she does is
Throws it back to me
I’ve spent a lifetime
Looking for someone
Don’t try to understand me
Just simply do the
Things I say

Love is a feeling
Give it when I want it
‘Cause I’m on fire
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Talk to me woman
Give in to me
Give in to me

You always knew just how
To make me cry
And never did I ask you
Questions why
It seems u get your kicks
From hurting me
Don’t try to understand me
Because your words just
Aren’t enough

Love is a feeling
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Takin’ me higher
Love is a woman
I...
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posted by 2468244
Our love’s in motion
Give me a notion ‘cause
You know I’ll never part
Our love goodbye

I love in season
Give me a reason ‘cause
You know I’ll never part
Our love goodbye

And together we’ll fly
I’ll give u my heart
‘Cause no place too far for us
We don’t need it

Our love’s in motion
Give me a notion ‘cause
You know I’ll never part
Our love goodbye

I love in season
Give me a reason ‘cause
You know I’ll never part
Our love goodbye

And together we’ll fly
I’ll give u my heart
No place too far for us
We don’t need it

Baby don’t make me
Baby don’t make me
Baby don’t make me
Fly away...
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posted by 2468244
Mmm, ah, mmm
I’m gonna make a change, for once in my life
It’s gonna feel real good, gonna make a difference
Gonna make it right

As I, turn up the kraag on my favoriete winter coat
This wind is blowin’ my mind
I see the kids in the street, with not enough to eat
Who am I, to be blind, pretending not to see their need
A summer’s disregard, a broken bottle top
And a one man’s soul
They follow each other on the wind ya know
‘Cause they got nowhere to go
That’s why I want u to know

I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any...
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Hee - hee
Ooh
Go on girl
Ow
Hee

Hey pretty baby with the high heels on
You give me fever
Like I’ve never ever known
You’re just a product of loveliness
I like the groove of your walk
Your talk, your dress
I feel your fever
From miles around
I’ll pick u up in my car
And we’ll paint this town
Just kiss me baby
And tell me twice
That you’re the one for me

The way u make me feel
(The way u make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)
Uh-uh

I like this feelin’ you’re givin’ me
Just...
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 Alicia's Blood that she donated to help save michael...
Alicia's Blood that she donated to help save michael...
"Well are u willing to donate some of u blood?" the doctor asked. "If it will help my best friend get better, yes i will." Alicia replied. "Okay follow me." the docotr said. Alicia follwed him into a small room which had some cabinets along the uithangbord and a arm chair in the middle of it. "Have a zitplaats, stoel i will be back shortly." The docter zei as he walked out of the room. 20 minuten later the doctor arrvied back into the room with a blood bag, attacted to a small hose, a rubber tie and a needle. The doctor first sterlized her arm then tied it off with the Rubber tie to find a vain. Once he...
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 The Director.....
The Director.....
This is a story once again about Michael and Diane. It's been almost two years since the bad tour came to an end. Michael is now focused meer on making films at this time. Diane is busy at her job as an executive producer. Rose is now 9 years old and Abby is 6 years old.

Prologue: The days began like any other for Diane and Michael. They both woke up early in the morning and didnt get home pagina til late in the eveings. Diane usually arrived home pagina at about 5 and michael wouldnt get home pagina til about 9 at night. Despite the busy days, Michael, Diane and the girls always found time to spead together. Everything...
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After Michael and I finished playing in the park, at the same time trying to cheer each other up, he walked me home. When we got to the door, he turned to me and pulled me into a hug, having his hand going up and down my back. I hugged him back, putting my head on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, Rebecca. Like I zei earlier, we'll try again once your wound is healed and those staples for the stitching are out." He said, rubbing my head.
"I'm afraid if and when we try again, my mom's gonna kick me out. She's a stickler for something like this." I said.
Michael pulled away and lifted my head with one...
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