Gina, how you make me laugh! Michael Jackson Alive Disorder, I'm afraid I have it too. It's not fatal though, it just deeply affects one's life.
Applehead, I'm thinking these poems talk about the "divinity in motion" in Michael. This other invisible bird in MJ's poem, is it the divinity in him? This part of him he is slowly revealing in this 20+ year plan of the hoax? I'm thinking divinity because if you look at the use of the "bliss" in MJ's poem "Are You Listening?" and which Front also refers to, it's usage clearly speaks of divinity as well.
QuoteTwo Birds
It's hard to tell them what I feel for you. They haven't ever met you, and no one has your picture . So how can they ever understand your mystery ? Let's give them a clue:
Two birds sit in a tree. One eatscherries, while the other looks on. Two birds fly through the air. One's song drops like crystal from the sky while the other keeps silent. Two birds wheel in the sun. One catches the light on its silver feathers, while the other spreads wings of invisibility.
It's easy to guess which bird I am, but they'll never find you. Unless...
Unless they already know a love that never interferes, that watches from beyond, that breathes free in the invisible air. Sweet bird, my soul, your silence is so precious. How long will it be before the world hears your song in mine ?
Oh, that is a day I hunger for !
"Are You Listening?
Who am I?Who are you?Where did we come from?Where are we going?What's it all about?Do you have the answers?
Immortality's my gameFrom Bliss I cameIn Bliss I am sustainedTo Bliss I returnIf you don't know it nowIt's a shameAre you listening?
This body of mineIs a flux of energyIn the river of timeEons pass, ages come and goI appear and disappearPlaying hide-and-seekIn the twinkling of an eye
I am the particleI am the waveWhirling at lightning speedI am the fluctuationThat takes the leadI am the PrinceI am the KnaveI am the doingThat is the deedI am the galaxy, the void of spaceIn the Milky WayI am the craze
I am the thinker, the thinking, the thoughtI am the seeker, the seeking, the soughtI am the dewdrop, the sunshine, the stormI am the phenomenon, the field, the formI am the desert, the ocean, the skyI am the Primeval SelfIn you and I
Pure unbounded consciousnessTruth, existence, Bliss am IIn infinite expressions I come and goPlaying hide-and-seekIn the twinkling of an eyeBut immortality's my game
Eons passDeep insideI remainEver the sameFrom Bliss I cameIn Bliss I am sustained
Join me in my dancePlease join me nowIf you forget yourselfYou'll never know howThis game is playedIn the ocean bed of Eternity
Stop this agony of wishingPlay it outDon't think, don't hesitateCurving back within yourselfJust create...just create
Immortality's my gameFrom Bliss I cameIn Bliss I'm sustainedTo Bliss I returnIf you don't know it nowIt's a shameAre you listening?
Michael Jackson"
QuoteFrontFocus needs to be directed towards the plight of understanding what's already written----> J U S T I C E ! (i.e., think BIGGER---on a grander scale)
Exactly how BIG are we talking here? Biblical proportions--great white throne judgment? End of the age? It's all a matter of perspective. Does local justice really achieve anything? Murray serving 4 years in house arrest. Only when globally man's propensity to do evil is dealt with, will there be any real lasting change.
