Michael Jackson || - Ebony/Jet Interview, 1987.
"When you were in Michael Jackson’s presence, you felt the energy shift, he had a special presence that is unexplainable. He was born special." - Keya Morgan
I’m so tired of those allegations, the tabloids creates those lies and crazy stories just to sell more and more. They pay for lies, And this ridiculous grown man that accused Michael just want the money. In 2005, he said that Michael never touched him, and now that Michael passed away, he decides to tell lies. Michael helped so many people, and never wanted nothing back. The media don’t show those things , they don’t show how many times Michael went to the hospitals donate toys just to see the sick kids happy. He donated millions of dollars to the charities too. And if I tell you all the good things that Michael has done, I can even write a book. :D He was a wonderful man, Father and a great humanitarian. I think the fans are the only ones who knows the truth, and we will always defend Michael.. Michael was and will always be innocent, he never hurt a child, He loved the children because the children are pure and don’t lie. He just wanted to be a child again. And enjoy what he has lost. Everybody has a dream, and that was his dream, that’s why he created the Neverland Ranch. I just wish that people could understand him one day, because they don’t know how much Michael suffered for not have a normal childhood. But now, Let’s enjoy the good moment that Michael’s legacy is having, and remember the man that he really was… a true genius. :)
Michael loved things that sparkled, and in his imagination, nothing shone more vibrantly than a chest of buried treasure, dug up. For this very reason, his favorite character was Tinker Bell, who, with a wave of her wand, would send a trail of magic dust to dangle in midst.
“Bush, we’re going to have to sling some dust.” Michael would often say, pointing to a new piece that I thought was finished. On other occasions (and there were many of them) Michael would call me up, “Bush, where are you? I need you to bring me some dust.”
Which meant he wanted to see rhinestones.
Sometimes I’d drive 3 hrs to retrieve loose rhinestones straight from the factory, just because looking at them in that raw form pleased Michael to no end. Every time I opened the swatch of white felt that encased the rhinestones, he’s gasp. The presentation literally took him aback. Then he’d take them from me and delicately move them around with his fingertips and whisper, “Bush, look. Look at how shiny. Look!” He was like an awestruck kid, and I couldn’t help realizing that while I had been working with rhinestones all my life, I had never appreciated them the way he did in that moment. Still whispering, he’d continued, “Can you imagine being a pirate opening a treasure chest? And seeing all the glitter inside? What a fascinating life, to be a pirate like that.”
For Michael, slinging dust never got old. This appreciating for detail and for the things in life so often taken for granted was a part of his magic. He had magic, because he truly believed in it – fairy dust and all.
- Michael Bush