Yea. I'm saying it and discussing it here. Micheal Jackson is dead and quite frankly I can't believe it. Now before you go all psycho crazy on me and close the blog, I'm not one who has been following the story religiously and crying and passing out as such. His passing was a shock to me, but I went on about my life and I'm curious to see what all the outcomes are. BUT, I did watch the memorial service today. You see my mother grew up with the Jackson 5, *I* grew up with Michael. It puts a smile on my face to even say that. I mean I remember sitting on the floor and my mom doing my hair when he came on the motown celebration and did the infamous moonwalk. We screamed like school girls!!! Now I have my own personal opinions about MJ's life and such which it's not worth even getting into here. But what you can't deny is the enormity of his presence and influence on music and philanthropy.
It annoys me to no end to hear people diss him or talk about him in such a bad light. He opened up so many doors for the minority population on tv in regards to everything not just music. And if you fail to understand that, then shame on you. He changed music. But if you forget about music, his philanthropy was revolutionary. Dude, he's in the guiness book of world records for for the supporting the most charities by any one person. Top that. He may have just been a "singer and a dancer", but he was a cross over artist in more way than one. He was bigger then Elvis and/or John Lennon. Yes he was strange. No one ever said that he wasn't. But c'mon he was also a genius! ALL genious' are weird. Have you ever read about Bach? Eienstein? Poe? Seriously. You should read about them and see. They were weird ones too and also declared a genious. Folks should really do their research before talking. Some famous guy once said, "to be great is to be misunderstood." He was right.
But as I'm watching this, I'm thinking. WOW. My kids will be talking about this when they are in school. They will run up to me and say, "mommy, do you remember this?" And I can unequovically say, "yes dear. I do." But then I also thought. What is going to be my legacy on life? Now it's fair to say that I will never probably reach the caliber of MJ. Nor will I possibly even reach a 1/4 of it. But for those that I do reach, what is it that I will leave them? How will I change their lives so that I am cherished when I am dead? Will I be remembered as the chick who slacked on her training or went after it with full force? I know how I want to be remembered, but what is my current perception? And am I doing everything I can to be remembered that way?
Are you living the way you want to be remembered?
RIP MJ.
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