A Light that shone so bright will definately be missed when extinguished.

Since I was in my early teens, Michael Jackson's music has been my inspiration, I learnt how to sing and dance listening to and watching Michael Jackson, He has become a part of my life like my own Brother, maybe the big brother I never had. Every design you see on my page were done with a Michael Jackson song pumping thru my ears, every time I walked a runway or did a photo shoot, the imagery of MJ was present in mind, when I used to sing, it was all under his inspiration.

When the news of Michael's death broke out it instantly reminded me of the time when I almost lost my brother, it was as if the feeling was happening over again. I heard the news in the middle of rehearsal for a fashion show the next day and when it broke out the entire room got dim, people's head limped, my heart sunk, I instantly closed my eyes and muttered a word of prayer cuz at that point we had only heard he suffered a cardiac arrest and was still alive, then less than 10 mins. later they said he was gone. Tears came to my eyes but they never came out. I instantly got this sense of hard-earned freedom, finally! no more rumours. But I was also hoping that this was a rumour, I got up and ran back to my hotel room to see if this is all true and lo on the tele it was on every channel. I wanted to cry, I felt like life was taken for granted and is now lost, I felt like there was no need to do the show the next day cuz my greatest inspiration was no longer among the living.

Never had I felt this way about someone I've only met on the television, usually people on the t.v are never real, simply because they portray a life we all can only dream of, but with MJ it was a life you wished him the best for, he had it all and nothing at all, I felt his pain, the accusations I never believed simply because I never saw it, I cannot accuse a man about something I never saw with my own eyes, 'specially when there's no evidence to back it up. I had sinned so many times in my life, I've fallen so short many a times, I was in no position to cast blame or point finger at another man, just the whisper of a prayer and God's justification is all I can offer.

My own little brother looks up to me, greatly, I am the eldest, fatherless, and the tele was my 'escape'... Bill Cosby was the best father figure I had and he came from the tele. Life is so fragile, a simple breath controls our next step. Michael Jackson was my big brother, he did what I could not, he was kind, caring, a good man, his personal demons were not mine and not mine to bear, I had my personal demons and had to bear them. I'm sure for some of us if we could afford it we would do the unmentionable, maybe worse. In our time of adolescence a lot of things that happen around us can shape what we may do in our adult life, its as if we are reduced to the little sponges we were as children, only in adolescence we can talk back and have a 60% mind of our own.

I listen to his music almost religiously, 'cept sundays, seriously. I envision this man and always strived to be as great as he was, now he's gone and honestly, I'm slowly picking up, life has to go on, we all are going to die someday, God is our only salvation, sinners and non-sinners alike (whoever they are).

These 3 men lived a life that was often questioned by people who never understood them, they all fell short of grace, not man's grace but God's, yet man felt the need to judge them, forgetting what he did yesterday or this morning and pointing fingers at them so he wouldn't have to focus on his own faults.

I dedicate this to 3 of the greatest men the world has ever seen, men who inspired the next generation, men who dared to go against the rules to make a difference. There's so much I can say, but I'll only say this much.

Elvis Presley, Bob Marley, James Brown and Michael Jackson... Thank you men, you've helped shaped a future that will forever be greatful to your works and will someday forget you for who you were and the mystery of the legends will live on. May God keep your souls safe till the day of reckoning. May the works of your hands and the meditation of your hearts be the only words the lord needs to hear. He had always loved you and still does, you were his own. God Bless You and see you when I see you.

RIP Michael Jackson 1958-2009

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