SHOUT

Ignorance of people purchasing diamonds and necklaces,
And barely able to keep the payments up on their lessons,
And enrolled in a class and don't know who the professor is,
How low people go for the dough and make a mess of things,
Kids are murdering other kids for the fun of it,
Instead of using their mind or their fist, they put a gun in it
Wanna be a part of a clique, don't know who's running it,
Tragedy on top of tragedy you know it's killing me.
So many people in agony, this shouldn't have to be,
Too busy focusing on ourselves and not His Majesty,
There has to be some type of change for this day and age,
We gotta rearrange and flip the page,
Living encaged like animals and cannibals,
Eating each other alive just to survive the nine to five,
Every single day is trouble while we struggle and strive
Peace of mind's so hard to find.

Chorus
I wanna shout, throw my hands up and shout
What's this madness all about
All this makes me wanna shout
You know it makes me wanna shout,
Throw my hands up and shout
What's this madness all about
All this makes me wanna shout, c'mon now


Problems, complications and accusations
Dividing the nations and races of empty faces
A war is taking place.
No substitution for restitution, the only solution for peace
Is increasing the height of your spirituality.
Masses of minds are shrouded, clouded visions
Deceptions and indecision, no faith or religion, how were living.
The clock is ticking, the end is coming, there'll be no warning,
But we live to see the dawn.


How can we preach, when all we make this world to be
Is a living hell torturing our minds.
We all must unite, to turn darkness to light,
And the love in our hearts will shine.


We're disconnected from love, we're disrespecting each other
Whatever happened to protecting each other
Poisoned your body and your soul for a minute of pleasure,
But the damage that you?ve done is gonna last forever.
Babies being born in the world already drug addicted and afflicted,
Family values are contradicted.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, the pressure is building and I've had enough.

Shout - Michael Joseph Jackson RIP - the king will live 4 ever...

the most beautiful and sincere smile :)

Stau si incerc sa imi dau seama ce a insemnat si ce inseamna MJ pt lumea asta. De ce nu suntem instare sa apreciem si sa spunem adevarul la timp? adica de ce a trebui sa moara pt ca lumea sa ii recunoasca in totalitate meritele? de ce a trebuit sa moara pt ca pustiul care l-a acuzat pe MJ in 1993 de pedofilie sa recunoasca acum, dupa moartea sa, ca a fost o minciuna si ca tatal lui l-a pus sa declare aceste lucruri pt bani? da, intr-adevar, better later than never... desi mi se face scarba cand ma gandesc la noi, la oameni. am uitat sa traim, suntem orbiti de bani si rautate. oare chiar ne vom schimba vreodata in bine?
oricum, oamenii sunt lumea, si numai oamenii o pot schimba prin schimbarea de sine. Just look at urself and make a change...
odata cu Mj a murit si o parte din mine, din noi toti, dar totusi va ramane o parte din el in noi pentru vecie. aseara o lume intreaga a plans, s-a tinut de mani, s-a unit pt pace si dragoste... a fost cel mai frumos lucru pe care il puteam face pt MJ... sa ne unim pt dragoste si pace, mii de oameni, in acelasi moment, din toate colturile lumii.
sper ca presa sa il lase sa se odiheasca macar acum dupa moarte, sa nu mai scorneasca tot soiul de mizerii si povesti. macar acum, in ultimul ceas, sa il respecte si sa se respecte pe sine, sa nu mai fie tabloide de duzina.
sper ca Prince, paris si blanket sa ramana cu bunica lor, dupa cum a dorit si mj, sper ca dorintele lui mj sa fie respectate si lasata aceasta familie in sfarsit in pace...

Michael jackson - Smile - (A tribute to Charlie Chaplin)

Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
With your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile if you'll just...
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'll just...
Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
Through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'll just Smile...
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you'll just Smile



Te voi iubi mereu.... sunt mandra ca am trait in aceeasi era cu tine. You are my childhood and my soul! I'll never let you part... You're always in my heart..... May you rest and dance upon the moon and stars...

the boy who never grew up ...

"Gone Too Soon"

Like A Comet
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon

Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon

Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon

Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon

Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon

Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon

Gone Too Soon

RIP MJ


Ma simt surpinsa de cat de mult m-a afectat moartea lui Mj, desi sunt perfect constienta de faptul ca el a lasat doar o cochilie in urma, traind vesnic, atat dupa moarte si in lumea asta prin marile daruri pe care le-a facut omenirii.
este trist ca oamenii nu au stiut sa il asculte, dar niciodata nu este prea tarziu.
este trist ca oamenii tind sa priveasca rautatea si sa dea crezare barfelor in loc sa isi faca propriile idei.
In opinia mea Mj a fost un dar al acestei lumi, a oferit atat de multe, atata dragoste si ne-a oferit muzik si dans, a invatat lumea sa danseze.
astazi avem artisti care isi creaza imaginea pe ceea ce a existat deja, imbunatatind acest lucru, uitand sa creeze cu adevarat
asa cum a sustinut MJ: "artistul sta intr-un fel in calea muzicii, nu mai stati in calea muzicii, lasati muzica sa se scrie singura".
pentru mine MJ a insemnat copilaria. deh, unii cresc cu Gutza, eu si generatia mea am crescut cu Michael, si sunt mandra de asta. sunt mandra de mama care m-a dus l concertul din 1996 unde am fost cel mai fericit copil din lume, desi nu aveam decat 10 ani. as fi mers si la cel dn 1992, dar eram "prea mica" si intr-un fel asa e :), dar asta nu m-a impiedicat sa plang si sa suspin o noapte intreaga :).
sunt mandra cand dansez pe muzica lui, cand ma simt inspirata de el, chiar daca nu iese ca la carte :)
cand vad oameni cu palarii si o manusa pe strada simt ca Mj traieste prin noi. traieste in fiecare suflet si prin fiecare melodie, fiecare miscare de dans, prin fiecare copil salvat din spitale si din lume.
am fost surprinsa sa ii citesc cartea de poezii, Dancing the Dream, si sa ii regasesc sinceritatea de copil dar si o profunzime acuta.
poate oamenii au inceput sa se trezeasca, poate nu vor mai pune atat de mult accent pe tabloide si lucruri superficiale, poate vom incepe sa traim si sa vedem cu adevarat ceea ce inseamna darul vietii.
MJ era si ESTE Peter Pan.
Te vom iubi mereu...
Singrul om din lume care reuseste sa adune atatia oameni pt armonie si dragoste din toate colturile globului....