<br />Two weeks ago while watching TV "a documentary about DUBAI" the General Manager of a very luxury hotel said: Michael Jackson was here last week. I checked when this documentary was made and I find out it was on April 2009, that means that while he should be rehearsing for his O2 Arena concerts he was "My guess" looking for a place to hide for a while I mean al least to spend the first part of his hoax as I believe he is in Calabasas right now with Katherine and his children, remember Michael is fascinated with the Arab world. <br />WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK :icon_question: :icon_question: :icon_question: :moonwalk_:<br />
<br /><br />Is he fascinated with the Arab world?? <br />Don't know about you guys but when I was a child I used to read 1001 Arabian nights - the stories were fascinatingly beautiful so all I wanted was to go to Damasc LOL!<br /><br />Is this Arab music? I am not sure, but I like the video ;D. (sounds more like Indian music)<br /><br /><br />@Gema - you are right, those lyrics apply to us.<br />
<br /><br />That sounds like hindi indian music..<br />Michael looks very relaxed and handsome in that video!
It wouldn't surprise me one bit if Michael were indeed with his friend in Bahrain. They settled their differences and the Shiek did not appear to hold any hostilities towards Michael.
<br /><br />Hi AKHTONI.. thank you!so.. hmmm.. so maybe first verse of my poem"Where are you Michael?"..(see P1 here?)<br /><br />"Are you resting and creating far away, across vast oceans, exploring and evolving on a sandy mystic continent , cloaked in the hot dusty winds of time...."<br /> <br />With L.O.V.E. x :compute:<br />
<br /><br />I think you are psychic :icon_lol:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><br />Hi AKHTONI.. thank you!so.. hmmm.. so maybe first verse of my poem"Where are you Michael?"..(see P1 here?)<br /><br />"Are you resting and creating far away, across vast oceans, exploring and evolving on a sandy mystic continent , cloaked in the hot dusty winds of time...."<br /> <br />With L.O.V.E. x :compute:<br />
<br /><br />I think you are psychic :icon_lol:<br />
<br /> "Where are you Michael?" ( author :lettingitsimmer)<br /><br />Where are you Michael? Are you resting and creating, far away,across vast oceans,exploring and evolving on a sandy mystic continent cloaked in the hot,dusty winds of time?<br /><br />Or do you wander alongside trickling streams, in cool, green and grassy meadows and valleys, which are filled with wildflowers, birds and animals?And do you stand on a hilltop, with your windswept hair flowing in the crisp Celtic air,as you sing songs from folk long gone?<br /><br />Do you sit in a graceful cafe in Paris, or hear the poets flow,and watch artists create impressions,as you listen to Debussy in Montmartre?<br /><br />Are you in a sunny sleepy paradise cruising on the azure blue Caribbean.. dreaming, forever creating, in joyful company?<br /><br />Are you in an ancient castle, filled with history and beauty, and walls which hide the secrets of times past? A place where you can relax and breathe , spiritually and emotionally?<br /><br />Do you glance at the stars and feel the magic of the moon at night,as you look up through the tall windows,and away up into the cosmos , and dream of flying on till morning?<br /><br />Are you here?<br /><br />Wherever you may be , you are greatly missed, and may you be in a peaceful setting, nourished with pure love and care.."<br /><br /><br /> With L.O.V.E. x<br /><br /><br />
June 25 2012: Thank you for connecticting so perfectly with us Michael..we get it .L.O.V.E. x<br /><br /><br />
by Kahlil Gibran ( from "Prose Poems" 1934)<br /><br />"My soul spoke and revealed unto me that I am not bound in space by words:<br />"Here ,there, and over there"<br />Hitherto I stood upon my hill, and every other hill seemed distant and far away;<br /><br />But now I know that hill whereon I dwell is indeed all hills,<br />And the valley whereunto I descend comprehends all valleys."<br /><br /><br /><br />(Please contribute! It is all for L.O.V.E X :compute:)
We Are Made One with What We Touch and See <br /><br />We are resolved into the supreme air, <br />We are made one with what we touch and see, <br />With our heart's blood each crimson sun is fair, <br />With our young lives each springimpassioned tree <br />Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range <br />The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change. <br /><br />With beat of systole and of diastole <br />One grand great life throbs through earth's giant heart, <br />And mighty waves of single Being roll <br />From nerveless germ to man, for we are part <br />Of every rock and bird and beast and hill, <br />One with the things that prey on us, and one with what we kill <br /><br />One sacrament are consecrate, the earth <br />Not we alone hath passions hymeneal, <br />The yellow buttercups that shake for mirth <br />At daybreak know a pleasure not less real <br />Than we do, when in some freshblossoming wood <br />We draw the spring into our hearts, and feel that life is good <br /><br />Is the light vanished from our golden sun, <br />Or is this daedalfashioned earth less fair, <br />That we are nature's heritors, and one <br />With every pulse of life that beats the air? <br />Rather new suns across the sky shall pass, <br />New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass. <br /><br />And we two lovers shall not sit afar, <br />Critics of nature, but the joyous sea <br />Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star <br />Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be <br />Part of the mighty universal whole, <br />And through all Aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!. <br /><br />We shall be notes in that great Symphony <br />Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, <br />And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be <br />One with our heart, the stealthy creeping years <br />Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, <br />The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!
<br /><br />[size=10pt][size=12pt]dreaming of you<br />There is a quiet,<br />that I love so.<br />A place of sweet reflection,<br />where I like to go If in my dreams, with a magnificent view. A place where I can sit and think.<br />Such endearing thoughts of you.[/size][/size]<br /><br />[size=14pt]I miss you so much, come back [/size]<br /><br />
Quote: from Barbara Ann Kipfer<br /><br />"Poetry is the opposite of propaganda..it uses words not to narrow our minds , but to enlarge them"<br /><br />Thank you Michael for enlarging our minds( and hearts)with your poetic songs and prose.<br /><br />L.O.V.E. x
[size=12pt]"Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, <br />as the wind blows out the candle and blows up the bonfire."[/size]<br /><br />François de La Rochefoucauld<br /><br />
Thank You, @Lettingitsimmer to invent one more encouraging space of expression! <br /><br />Inspiration is great deal on helping to feel Alive and in cue with our inner and outter reality- poetry KNOWS the Magic and content it simply because by living Word our Lord is invent whole Universe- so its true source is one of the most important part in our navigation of lifes tactiks and strategy>)<br />..We Back to Source! I am sure Michael will appreciated all the highsightes here!..<br />Thank You dear Friends for all those amazing messages - its truly helps on go through!..<br /><br />...lemme research my pile))...
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