Some say Michael should be thought of as nothing more than an 80’s artefact, a relic of the bad, brash, Lucas-filmed, pre-Aids, pre-9/11 years, when we thought the whole world loved America and people adored their stars like the old movie idols from back in the day. But what they fail to realize is this; every kid I know is discovering Star Wars for the first time. The Sistine Chapel is no less beautiful now than it was when its painter first stepped down and exhaled. Michael often quoted Michelangelo – who said: ‘I will bind my soul to my work.’ This is what Michael Jackson did. He put all that young idealism, that thirst for freedom, that yearning to ‘move’ and be moved, his love and joy, his rage, his pain, his sorrow, his confusion and his loss – into his work. And when all the lies and the untruths have faded with time, and those predators who even now pick at his memory like vultures to the bone have finished their feasting – his work will remain.

Because true art is Immortal.

Is cool with me, keep your promise.

I LOVE U MICHALE!!!!!!!!!!!! R.I.P U WILL NEVA B 4GOTTEN!!!!!!