Despite that I have always clung to the genres Heavy Metal, Metal, Rock, and Heavy Rock...
I must say, even I, a metalhead, was affected by the death of Michael Jackson. He changed the world - affected the world. With his music, he made this god-forsaken globe of spite a better place to live. The song I remember best, especially reflecting to my 'world of spite' metaphore, is Heal The World. And heal the world he did.
I never intended this journal entry to be a huge, epic reminder of Michael's legacy and life...
I merely want you all to read these few words.
And know that he changed our lives - in a way few would understand.


Wherever Michael is now, may he have found peace.
(Daring choice of words for a non-christian,´but I'll make an exception.)
Amen.


~Dottorius Sigma Nevermore



And just to make a halfway poetic/philosophic reference to the song I am currently listening to: Remember Tomorrow, by Metallica.
Remember, that, we must. For Michael Jackson is no doubt worth remembering. He will never be forgotten as long as we draw breath, I, and all whom read this - not to mention anything else written about him. Michael may have been through, pardon my choice of words, one hell of a huge load of shit throughout his life. But his life -was- fucked up. And yet, he continued.
His hardiness, desptie an early death, was remarkable. Michael truly did harbinge tomorrow, another day of life.
And for him, another day of healing the world.