I've seen the future and it's creepy! We're going to make the movie Terminator reality yet! LOL!
random thoughts falling from the opening in my brain that was made by the whip of life...
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
An Un-Happy Father's Day
Somebody on FB mentioned that Murray was one of the worst fathers of the year. He can't even pay his child support.
http://www.eurweb.com/?p=26313
But guess what? His children have a father. They get to call him up today, if they did, if they even cared, and wish him a Happy Father's Day. Is that fair? Hell no!
So one of the worst fathers of the year killed one of the best fathers!
Today I am so sad for the kids. Paris, Prince, Blanket, I am so sad that you don't have ur daddy with u today.
He was one of the best fathers and he loved them with all his heart. All he did, he did for them. He did the best he could do. He was their father and their mother. He loved them, he provided for them, he put away songs in the vault for them, he protected them, he thought the world of them. Like the song said, they were his life. And all he wanted to do was to have them see him perform. Not perform on YouTube or in Captain EO or on the Live in Bucharest DVD. Not on the kitchen table (ha, that kinda made me smile thru my sadness. Can u imagine MJ dancing on the kitchen table, lol, kinda like he did on YRMW on the bar; knocking over bowls and the lettace and the silverware), not dancing in the yard or in the living room... but he wanted for them to see him perform LIVE.
I am so sad I can't wish Michael a Happy Father's Day. To me it's an adjective that doesn't apply.
Somebody on FB mentioned that Murray was one of the worst fathers of the year. He can't even pay his child support.
http://www.eurweb.com/?p=26313
But guess what? His children have a father. They get to call him up today, if they did, if they even cared, and wish him a Happy Father's Day. Is that fair? Hell no!
So one of the worst fathers of the year killed one of the best fathers!
Today I am so sad for the kids. Paris, Prince, Blanket, I am so sad that you don't have ur daddy with u today.
He was one of the best fathers and he loved them with all his heart. All he did, he did for them. He did the best he could do. He was their father and their mother. He loved them, he provided for them, he put away songs in the vault for them, he protected them, he thought the world of them. Like the song said, they were his life. And all he wanted to do was to have them see him perform. Not perform on YouTube or in Captain EO or on the Live in Bucharest DVD. Not on the kitchen table (ha, that kinda made me smile thru my sadness. Can u imagine MJ dancing on the kitchen table, lol, kinda like he did on YRMW on the bar; knocking over bowls and the lettace and the silverware), not dancing in the yard or in the living room... but he wanted for them to see him perform LIVE.
I am so sad I can't wish Michael a Happy Father's Day. To me it's an adjective that doesn't apply.
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Meg Whitman
Remember the song by the O'Jays - For the Love of Money?
I just read that Meg Whitman spent $81 million to win a primary in a state with massive financial troubles-- California?
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/chris-kelly/meg-whitman-spent-
what-fo_b_606018.html
What if Meg Whitman thought it was an ebay auction instead of a political race? I mean, you know how you get wrapped up in those ebay auctions. Before you know it you've spent 81 million dollars.
Remember the song by the O'Jays - For the Love of Money?
I just read that Meg Whitman spent $81 million to win a primary in a state with massive financial troubles-- California?
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/chris-kelly/meg-whitman-spent-
what-fo_b_606018.html
What if Meg Whitman thought it was an ebay auction instead of a political race? I mean, you know how you get wrapped up in those ebay auctions. Before you know it you've spent 81 million dollars.
Thursday, June 03, 2010
The Name Jacko is Disrespectful
Michael Jackson hated the name Jacko cause it was used as a reference to an ape. How disrespectful is this! I copied this back in January this year from a website - Cryptomundo.com - that is mysteriously no longer a website:
Bigfoot Author Links Bigfoot Racism to Michael Jackson
Social scientist Joshua B. Buhs, author of Bigfoot: The Life and Times of a Legend writes Cryptomundo about a
…connection – tenuous and racist – between Michael Jackson and the world of cryptozoology.
Jackson’s nickname among the tabloids was Jacko (which conveniently rhymed with wacko).
Jacko was also the name of the supposed young Sasquatch caught in 1884.
Is there a link? I suspect so.
Jocko is a common slang for a monkey or ape. Jacko seems to be a corruption of that word. Jacko worked as a name for a Sasquatch because it made clear the thing–whatever it was, whether it existed or not–was supposed to be understood as an ape.
The same subtle allusion is then built into Michael Jackson’s nickname. He’s an ape, and his association with Bubbles only cements that.
~ Joshua B. Buhs, June 27, 2009.
Michael Jackson hated the name Jacko cause it was used as a reference to an ape. How disrespectful is this! I copied this back in January this year from a website - Cryptomundo.com - that is mysteriously no longer a website:
Bigfoot Author Links Bigfoot Racism to Michael Jackson
Social scientist Joshua B. Buhs, author of Bigfoot: The Life and Times of a Legend writes Cryptomundo about a
…connection – tenuous and racist – between Michael Jackson and the world of cryptozoology.
Jackson’s nickname among the tabloids was Jacko (which conveniently rhymed with wacko).
Jacko was also the name of the supposed young Sasquatch caught in 1884.
Is there a link? I suspect so.
Jocko is a common slang for a monkey or ape. Jacko seems to be a corruption of that word. Jacko worked as a name for a Sasquatch because it made clear the thing–whatever it was, whether it existed or not–was supposed to be understood as an ape.
The same subtle allusion is then built into Michael Jackson’s nickname. He’s an ape, and his association with Bubbles only cements that.
~ Joshua B. Buhs, June 27, 2009.
I just found out that my Maytag diswasher is in a recall. And this is not the dishwasher I wanted anyway. I had to pick it cause the homeowner before me decided to put wood floors over linoleum and my beautiful Frigidaire dw (I think it was a Frigidaire, it's been 3 yrs) wouldn't fit. :(
The silverware basket tore up before I had it a year, that pissed me off at first. That should of been a sign.
So does this mean that the Maytag repairman, who never has anything to do, suddenly has a lot of work? LOL, are they still gonna run that commercial?
Here is the link if u have this piece of shit dishwasher (I'm irritated)
https://repair.maytag.com/prjjck10/default.jsp
The silverware basket tore up before I had it a year, that pissed me off at first. That should of been a sign.
So does this mean that the Maytag repairman, who never has anything to do, suddenly has a lot of work? LOL, are they still gonna run that commercial?
Here is the link if u have this piece of shit dishwasher (I'm irritated)
https://repair.maytag.com/prjjck10/default.jsp
Sunday, May 30, 2010
God
by Michael Jackson
It's strange that God doesn't mind expressing Himself/Herself in all the religions of the world, while people still cling to the notion that their way is the only right way. Whatever you try to say about God, someone will take offense, even if you say everyone's love of God is right for them. For me the form God takes is not the most important thing. What's most important is the essence. My songs and dances are outlines for Him to come in and fill. I hold out the form. She puts in the sweetness.
I've looked up at the night sky and beheld the stars so intimately close, it was as if my grandmother had made them for me. "How rich, how sumptuous," I thought. In that moment I saw God in His creation. I could as easily have seen Her in the beauty of a rainbow, the grace of a deer bounding through a meadow, the truth of a father's kiss. But for me the sweetest contact with God has no form. I close my eyes, look within, and enter a deep soft silence. The infinity of God's creation embraces me. We are one.
by Michael Jackson
It's strange that God doesn't mind expressing Himself/Herself in all the religions of the world, while people still cling to the notion that their way is the only right way. Whatever you try to say about God, someone will take offense, even if you say everyone's love of God is right for them. For me the form God takes is not the most important thing. What's most important is the essence. My songs and dances are outlines for Him to come in and fill. I hold out the form. She puts in the sweetness.
I've looked up at the night sky and beheld the stars so intimately close, it was as if my grandmother had made them for me. "How rich, how sumptuous," I thought. In that moment I saw God in His creation. I could as easily have seen Her in the beauty of a rainbow, the grace of a deer bounding through a meadow, the truth of a father's kiss. But for me the sweetest contact with God has no form. I close my eyes, look within, and enter a deep soft silence. The infinity of God's creation embraces me. We are one.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
11 months since MJ died
Today is the 11th month of MJ's passing. My how time flies. I still can't believe he is no longer living. Sometimes I forget, especially when I’m looking at his artistry and his finesse on stage while looking at a live performance or a video. And then when it's over, that’s when the moment hits me and I realize he is gone... and all I have are memories. I feel so helpless cause all I can do is hit Play Selection again and again and again. I'll never get to see him do another live interview. I remember him telling Geraldo, “I have rhinosaurus skin.” But he didn’t. I'll never get to see him go up on stage and accept another award-- he loved awards! Did u see how he smiled when he got an award? I love his smile; I love when he was happy. I'll never get to see him perform my favorite song, Give Into Me live, not that he would of performed THAT song, but a girl can hope. The truth of the matter is, I would have taken a live performance of any song. My hair stylist and I were talking about the London shows in April 2009 and I told her, "If he comes to the US, I'm there." But I'll be damn, two months later he was dead. That's when the bottom fell out… the bottom of my heart. How could this be? Michael Jackson had always been a part of my life, from the time as a little child, I watched him perform on Soul Train, thru college until now. I've always felt a kinship to him and now what do I do? His death left a hole in my heart and I wondered how I would repair this hole. Talking about it, writing about it, yeah that’s it. So I joined forums, commented on articles and typed on blogs. So now I’m here and it's month 11. The hole has healed a little but I’ve concluded that the wound will never fully close. No type of surgery, no patch, no substitute... nothing will do. This hole in my heart for Michael will probably always be there. I know that leaves me open for infection with bouts of tears and sadness when I think about him but that’s OK. I will always love Michael Jackson. We are joined souls in some kind of way and I will be forever grateful for the things he’s shown me and told me.
Michael, I will love u and miss u forever.
Today is the 11th month of MJ's passing. My how time flies. I still can't believe he is no longer living. Sometimes I forget, especially when I’m looking at his artistry and his finesse on stage while looking at a live performance or a video. And then when it's over, that’s when the moment hits me and I realize he is gone... and all I have are memories. I feel so helpless cause all I can do is hit Play Selection again and again and again. I'll never get to see him do another live interview. I remember him telling Geraldo, “I have rhinosaurus skin.” But he didn’t. I'll never get to see him go up on stage and accept another award-- he loved awards! Did u see how he smiled when he got an award? I love his smile; I love when he was happy. I'll never get to see him perform my favorite song, Give Into Me live, not that he would of performed THAT song, but a girl can hope. The truth of the matter is, I would have taken a live performance of any song. My hair stylist and I were talking about the London shows in April 2009 and I told her, "If he comes to the US, I'm there." But I'll be damn, two months later he was dead. That's when the bottom fell out… the bottom of my heart. How could this be? Michael Jackson had always been a part of my life, from the time as a little child, I watched him perform on Soul Train, thru college until now. I've always felt a kinship to him and now what do I do? His death left a hole in my heart and I wondered how I would repair this hole. Talking about it, writing about it, yeah that’s it. So I joined forums, commented on articles and typed on blogs. So now I’m here and it's month 11. The hole has healed a little but I’ve concluded that the wound will never fully close. No type of surgery, no patch, no substitute... nothing will do. This hole in my heart for Michael will probably always be there. I know that leaves me open for infection with bouts of tears and sadness when I think about him but that’s OK. I will always love Michael Jackson. We are joined souls in some kind of way and I will be forever grateful for the things he’s shown me and told me.
Michael, I will love u and miss u forever.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Oil soaks coastal marshes, birds as spill grows
This Gulf Oil spill is very distressing. I can't help but wonder how this will all end. Aren't we suppose to be good stewards of this earth. Did God not give us this assignment? A friend just directed me toward a line in a Marvin Gaye song, Mercy Me: "Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas..." Wow. It definately can't hurt to listen to a little Marvin Gaye.
Mercy Me
by Marvin Gaye
Woo ah, mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east
Woo mercy, mercy me, mercy father
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas, fish full of mercury
Ah oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Radiation under ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
Oh, na na...
My sweet Lord... No
My Lord... My sweet Lord
Love that song. Hate this oil spill! Mercy me...
This Gulf Oil spill is very distressing. I can't help but wonder how this will all end. Aren't we suppose to be good stewards of this earth. Did God not give us this assignment? A friend just directed me toward a line in a Marvin Gaye song, Mercy Me: "Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas..." Wow. It definately can't hurt to listen to a little Marvin Gaye.
Mercy Me
by Marvin Gaye
Woo ah, mercy mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east
Woo mercy, mercy me, mercy father
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas, fish full of mercury
Ah oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be, no no
Radiation under ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying
Oh mercy, mercy me
Ah things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
Oh, na na...
My sweet Lord... No
My Lord... My sweet Lord
Love that song. Hate this oil spill! Mercy me...
Friday, May 21, 2010
"Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions." Dalai Lama
The Dalai Lama said this on the Today show yesterday, at least I think he said it then. I know he did talk about happiness on there. He always has such words of wisdom. We DO make our own sadness in this life. Then we want to blame others for our unhappiness. You have the power to change your situation and your general outlook on life! BUT... You got to believe that for it to work!
The Dalai Lama said this on the Today show yesterday, at least I think he said it then. I know he did talk about happiness on there. He always has such words of wisdom. We DO make our own sadness in this life. Then we want to blame others for our unhappiness. You have the power to change your situation and your general outlook on life! BUT... You got to believe that for it to work!
Friday, May 14, 2010
MJ the true Little Prince.
Remember that part in Moonwalker with the shooting star? Remember he looked at the shooting star and turned into the first transformer? He was a live action Transformer before Optimus Prime! Michael was one bad ass car!
So our Michael is really riding among the stars right now... catching a ride upon the asteroids... going from planet to planet... experiencing the joys of heaven.
Brooke gave a beautiful speech at Michael's memorial and I captured this passage from it:
"He was often referred to as the King but the Michael I knew always reminded me more of The Little Prince.
Thinking of him now, I’d like to share a passage from the book:
What moves me so deeply about this sleeping little prince is his loyalty to a flower--the image of a rose shining within him like a flame within a lamp, even when he's asleep... And I realized he was even more fragile than I thought. Lamps must be protected. A gust of wind can blow them out."
Our little prince... our little lamp... he wasn't protected was he? A gust of wind did blow him out.
Brooke continues...
"Michael’s sensitivity was even more extraordinary than his talent. And his true truth resided in his heart. As The Little Prince also said… Eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart. What’s most important is invisible. Michael saw everything with his heart."
How true Brooke, how true.
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/qfxtsscqxd--Brooke-Shields-Addresses-Michael-Jackson-Memorial
Remember that part in Moonwalker with the shooting star? Remember he looked at the shooting star and turned into the first transformer? He was a live action Transformer before Optimus Prime! Michael was one bad ass car!
So our Michael is really riding among the stars right now... catching a ride upon the asteroids... going from planet to planet... experiencing the joys of heaven.
Brooke gave a beautiful speech at Michael's memorial and I captured this passage from it:
"He was often referred to as the King but the Michael I knew always reminded me more of The Little Prince.
Thinking of him now, I’d like to share a passage from the book:
What moves me so deeply about this sleeping little prince is his loyalty to a flower--the image of a rose shining within him like a flame within a lamp, even when he's asleep... And I realized he was even more fragile than I thought. Lamps must be protected. A gust of wind can blow them out."
Our little prince... our little lamp... he wasn't protected was he? A gust of wind did blow him out.
Brooke continues...
"Michael’s sensitivity was even more extraordinary than his talent. And his true truth resided in his heart. As The Little Prince also said… Eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart. What’s most important is invisible. Michael saw everything with his heart."
How true Brooke, how true.
http://www.entertonement.com/clips/qfxtsscqxd--Brooke-Shields-Addresses-Michael-Jackson-Memorial
Monday, May 10, 2010
Dear Lena, rest in peace.
Lena Horne, what can I say about her?
I LOVE her! She was such a classy beautiful woman. I just love that she refused to pass as a white woman or play a maid in a movie. Those two things would of been so easy for her to do. She didn't take the easy road. And boy can she sing! Singing... acting... dancing... YES, she was a triple threat! Her death is a very sad occasion indeed however she did live to 92. I never am as sad when a person lives that long. They have lived such a full life. Two or even three lifetimes. It's such a blessing to have such a long life. And look at all the accomplishments we can look over that this marvelous woman did. I just love her.
RIP Lena!
As you know, I'm a big fan of Michael Jackson. What if MJ met Lena at the gate and welcomed her to her next assignment! They are probably entertaining the heavenly hosts together. What a concert!
Lena Horne, what can I say about her?
I LOVE her! She was such a classy beautiful woman. I just love that she refused to pass as a white woman or play a maid in a movie. Those two things would of been so easy for her to do. She didn't take the easy road. And boy can she sing! Singing... acting... dancing... YES, she was a triple threat! Her death is a very sad occasion indeed however she did live to 92. I never am as sad when a person lives that long. They have lived such a full life. Two or even three lifetimes. It's such a blessing to have such a long life. And look at all the accomplishments we can look over that this marvelous woman did. I just love her.
RIP Lena!
As you know, I'm a big fan of Michael Jackson. What if MJ met Lena at the gate and welcomed her to her next assignment! They are probably entertaining the heavenly hosts together. What a concert!
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Lena Horne,
rest in peace
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.
~George Cooper
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.
~George Cooper
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Happy Mother's Day
Saturday, May 01, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
I’ve often pondered on my soul's purpose. Sometimes I think I got it just to sink back into questioning it. Anybody ever done that? Life has a purpose. We aren’t just idly bumping around here completing mundane tasks like Sims. I think sometimes the purpose is simple. But sometimes, for some of us, I think the purpose is pretty damn complicated. Why is that? Do we make it complicated?
Here is an old article I ran across today on Michael Jackson's soul's purpose:
http://www.examiner.com/x-17096-Birmingham-Spirituality-Examiner~y2009m8d25-The-souls-purpose-through-Michael-Jacksons-life#
Here is an old article I ran across today on Michael Jackson's soul's purpose:
http://www.examiner.com/x-17096-Birmingham-Spirituality-Examiner~y2009m8d25-The-souls-purpose-through-Michael-Jacksons-life#
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The Purpose of Life
Thursday, April 22, 2010
I started out today looking at the lyrics and listening to Michael Jackson's Earth Song. Michael cared about this Earth so much. Maybe today, we can start with thinking about our responsibilities as an inhabitant of this beautiful planet. Who knows, this may reciprocate an action in 'doing'. Remember: A thought plus an action equals a better tomorrow.
What about sunrise
What about rain
What about all the things
That you said we were to gain...
What about killing fields
Is there a time
What about all the things
That you said was yours and mine...
Did you ever stop to notice
All the blood we've shed before
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying Earth these weeping shores?
What have we done to the world
Look what we've done
What about all the peace
That you pledge your only son...
What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That you said was yours and mine...
Did you ever stop to notice
All the children dead from war
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying Earth these weeping shores
I used to dream
I used to glance beyond the stars
Now I don't know where we are
Although I know we've drifted far
Hey, what about yesterday
What about the seas
The heavens are falling down
I can't even breathe
What about apathy
I need you
What about nature's worth
It's our planet's womb
What about animals
We've turned kingdoms to dust
What about elephants
Have we lost their trust
What about crying whales
We're ravaging the seas
What about forest trails
Burnt despite our pleas
What about the holy land
Torn apart by greed
What about the common man
Can't we set him free
What about children dying
Can't you hear them cry
Where did we go wrong
Someone tell me why
What about baby boy
What about the days
What about all their joy
What about the man
What about the crying man
What about Abraham
What about death again
Do we give a damn
What about sunrise
What about rain
What about all the things
That you said we were to gain...
What about killing fields
Is there a time
What about all the things
That you said was yours and mine...
Did you ever stop to notice
All the blood we've shed before
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying Earth these weeping shores?
What have we done to the world
Look what we've done
What about all the peace
That you pledge your only son...
What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That you said was yours and mine...
Did you ever stop to notice
All the children dead from war
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying Earth these weeping shores
I used to dream
I used to glance beyond the stars
Now I don't know where we are
Although I know we've drifted far
Hey, what about yesterday
What about the seas
The heavens are falling down
I can't even breathe
What about apathy
I need you
What about nature's worth
It's our planet's womb
What about animals
We've turned kingdoms to dust
What about elephants
Have we lost their trust
What about crying whales
We're ravaging the seas
What about forest trails
Burnt despite our pleas
What about the holy land
Torn apart by greed
What about the common man
Can't we set him free
What about children dying
Can't you hear them cry
Where did we go wrong
Someone tell me why
What about baby boy
What about the days
What about all their joy
What about the man
What about the crying man
What about Abraham
What about death again
Do we give a damn
Friday, April 16, 2010
"A day without laughter is a day wasted." ~ Charlie Chaplin
I haven't seen a Charlie Chaplin movie in a long time. I wonder if there are any Charlie Chaplin movies on tonight?
I haven't seen a Charlie Chaplin movie in a long time. I wonder if there are any Charlie Chaplin movies on tonight?
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Charlie Chaplin
This Little Light of Mine
EVERY ONE of our lives and our destinies are affected by the decisions we make during our lives. We're all human and we make good decisions and bad decisions. One's life is not just a learning experience for yourself, but could be for others as well. So your light maybe shining whether u like it or not!
EVERY ONE of our lives and our destinies are affected by the decisions we make during our lives. We're all human and we make good decisions and bad decisions. One's life is not just a learning experience for yourself, but could be for others as well. So your light maybe shining whether u like it or not!
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This Little Light of Mine
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Today a friend mentioned she was a work in progress. What a wonderful attitude to consider yourself as a work in progress. I got to thinking that we all should be a work in progress. How often do we give up? How often do we say ‘I can’t’? Reminds me of the famous saying and all time high sermon topic, “Please Be Patient With Me, God Isn’t Finished With Me Yet’. A work in progress, like an unfinished painting! Wonder what my finished portrait will be?
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A Work In Progress
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