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How many people felt for the longest time Michael Jackson was very uneasy in his own skin? To go to great lengths to change the color of one’s skin and to subject one to painful multiple facial surgeries, told the deeper story of what truly was going on with the pop icon. His life was a great lesson for many struggling!

I remember as a teen viewing the Jackson 5 on T.V… Millions of others of that time were in awe of the youngest Jackson’s talent. I recall my brother mesmerized by Michael’s movements and singing ability. Those were the days I now feel Michael was more of himself. Even though he may have not felt this was so, it seemed he wasn’t obsessed in believing whatever his mind was sadly feeding him– confused behavior which created years of misery and finally taking his life. It’s been said he had a very difficult childhood which also seemed to haunt him for many years.

It appears Michael was fascinated with the spiritual side of life. He actually had a spiritual adviser which isn’t surprising. As time moves on, we’ll hear stories in years to come. I believe, he couldn’t handle life here on this earth due to his very sensitive nature. Those who truly knew Michael, adored him. Sadly, he could never move past the material plane long enough to work through the issues he came down here to learn about. As he realizes now, the torture he put himself through, seemed almost impossible for him to figure out on earth but over on the other side, has freed him from that limiting bondage that virtually took his life. It’ll take another lifetime or more to do the work he was haunted by most of his adult existence.

I’m puzzled, why this pop icon paid individuals to birth his 3 children? And, to surrogate the entire process– isn’t it an indication of how he didn’t want these three children to have any Afro American blood going through their veins? The million dollar question of the day is- why? Has any prime time T.V. interviewer picked up on this yet? I haven’t heard anyone talk about it. On the spiritual side of things, it was how it was to be. All of it, part of the plan.

There’s a piece of me that’s a bit baffled that Michael had so many people surrounding him but not one could help him in ways that would have saved his life. I hope a few of these individuals can soul search and create some changes within. Perhaps, this was their lesson in the mix of things. What fame and money does to people? For a physician to receive 150,000 a month to care for Michael, tells me where he is. Did this man forget, (as well as the other physicians who were part of numbing this lost soul.) the oath he took before he began his career, what it means to serve patients? On one level, I was saddened, not one person could get through to Michael. I hope they are all re-thinking all that has transpired and when they look at his 3 orphaned children, I hope that they are truly sorry. Michaels his surrogate wife is part of this saga as well. A person who took 8 mil for herself, not fully thinking through all of the issues at hand. Self indulgence is a very confusing thing and this story is about many who jumped on that Neverland train to get whatever they could get for themselves. What about the children? Was anyone ever thinking about the children?

Michael, a talented and kind, but bewildered man, who maybe thought, having his own children would help solve some of his demons. The two choices for guardianship were two elder women, one in her 60’s, who has already raised enough children, and, the other, his mother, in her 80s, who probably doesn’t have the energy to withstand all there is and will be. A month ago, his mother was chosen guardian. Hoping his 3 sisters will join in to assist her. This is all part of the confusion of Michael’s life. I’m sure he’s thinking clearly now and very sorry for all the years of disorientation. He had so much to live for but couldn’t see the forest in that one tree he hung out in.

Now, Michael has had his life review. I’m sure every little thing makes sense finally and his soul will have more chances to learn the lessons he couldn’t understand or get in this lifetime. I wish him peace beyond anything he’d tried to experience here on this earth. His music will live on forever. He will be in school, up there, a long time and then, my hope; he will be an angel to his 3 children someday, somehow.

Cynthia Long