when you go on youtube and click the 'making of' they refer to a movie script based on a michael birch book called 'they cage the animals at night'. it's said that michael co-wrote the script...i'll be looking out for that, my gut tells me so...
when you go on youtube and click the 'making of' they refer to a movie script based on a michael birch book called 'they cage the animals at night'. it's said that michael co-wrote the script...i'll be looking out for that, my gut tells me so...
Ok, so the background changed.....
In the first background there were two MJ's, and also in this second one......Hmmmm..... <!-- s:? -->:?<!-- s:? -->
I haven't believed in the two MJ theory, but now i'm a bit confused, i mean, i don't think he has/had a twin, but he could have/had an identical double who looks like him like 99% ???? On the previous background they both looked the same, i couldn't tell wich of them is the real Michael, you guys?
This one is just a mirror right? But it refers to doubles....
Ok, so the background changed.....
In the first background there were two MJ's, and also in this second one......Hmmmm..... <!-- s:? -->:?<!-- s:? -->
I haven't believed in the two MJ theory, but now i'm a bit confused, i mean, i don't think he has/had a twin, but he could have/had an identical double who looks like him like 99% ???? On the previous background they both looked the same, i couldn't tell wich of them is the real Michael, you guys?
This one is just a mirror right? But it refers to doubles....
the first one was the model/ mannequin used for 'leave me alone', where mike is built into the amusement park ('tied' into the rollercoaster) and breaks free at the end of the film.
this pic now looks like from the same era. just like the memorial/ funeral pics, all late 80s. that is one thing i don't get. that exclusiveness to refer to only that time. not even the 'dangerous' or 'history' times were pulled out, when he was touring the world, only the late 80s or kiddie-pics...weird...even if that was mikes prime as a performer, it is called 'celebration of LIFE', not just one decade or so...good point that so far, always 2 mikes are shown, even in the profile pic. one as a kid and one on the mask.
when you go on youtube and click the 'making of' they refer to a movie script based on a michael birch book called 'they cage the animals at night'. it's said that michael co-wrote the script...i'll be looking out for that, my gut tells me so...
@ truthseeker (quote function won't work...who's messin' with this site???)
this reminds me strongly of dave pelzer's story 'a child called IT', although dave was experiencing abuse by his own mother. we always think that in 'our society' such abuse isn't happening. but it still is, to this day. maybe this notion is to remind us to keep our eyes open, see things that might be wrong, lend a helping hand to those around us. we don't have to go to other countries to see children suffering and to be able to do something against it. like mike...not only did he donate like no other, he also gave the kids from the 'neighborhood' (if you can apply that to a 3.000 acre ranch...) a helping hand and took care of them, if only to offer them a fun day at neverland.
i take that as another message, mike! <!-- s --><!-- s -->
when you go on youtube and click the 'making of' they refer to a movie script based on a michael birch book called 'they cage the animals at night'. it's said that michael co-wrote the script...i'll be looking out for that, my gut tells me so...
when you go on youtube and click the 'making of' they refer to a movie script based on a michael birch book called 'they cage the animals at night'. it's said that michael co-wrote the script...i'll be looking out for that, my gut tells me so...
<!-- s --><!-- s --> my gut is right!!! we should be looking for the burch-movie, not miss cast away! miss cast away is already finshed, the other one is still coming!
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@tabloidburn I read an excerpt on Amazon of Dave Pelzer's book. Sounds like it would be really good. I'm gonna have to order both now!
make sure you got a hospital supply of kleenex. dave pelzer's story WILL make you cry...it's gruesome what he went through as a child, unbelievable. i have only utter admiration for this guy and how he turned his life around.
there's also an interview on the oprah show with him on youtube. truly one of the most remarkable people i've seen in a long time.
The Little Prince is not a book for children. It is meant for adults and all searching hearts.
[It was then that the fox appeared.
"Good morning," said the fox.
"Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.
"I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree."
Fox
"Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."
"I am a fox," the fox said.
"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy."
"I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."
"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince.
But, after some thought, he added:
"What does that mean--'tame'?"
"You do not live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for?"
"I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean--'tame'?"
"Men," said the fox. "They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?"
"No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean--'tame'?"
"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."
"'To establish ties'?"
"Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . . ."
"I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower . . . I think that she has tamed me . . ."
"It is possible," said the fox. "On the Earth one sees all sorts of things."
"Oh, but this is not on the Earth!" said the little prince.
The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.
"On another planet?"
"Yes."
"Are there hunters on that planet?"
"No."
"Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?"
"No."
"Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox.
But he came back to his idea.
"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . ."
The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.
"Please--tame me!" he said.
"I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand."
"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . ."
"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.
"You must be very patient," replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me--like that--in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day . . ."
The next day the little prince came back.
"It would have been better to come back at the same hour," said the fox. "If, for example, you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o'clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you . . . One must observe the proper rites . . ."
"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.
"Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all."
So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near--
"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . ."
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"Then it has done you no good at all!"
"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added:
"Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret."
The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.
"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."
And the roses were very much embarassed.
"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.
And he went back to meet the fox.
"Goodbye," he said.
"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."
"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.
"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."
"It is the time I have wasted for my rose--" said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember.
"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose . . ."
"I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember. ]
Family Name Lyrics
Artist: Prince
Album: The Rainbow Children
Welcome. U have just accessed the Akashic Records Genetic Information
Division. This program is required 4 those wishing 2 obtain a marriage
blessing from The Kingdom. When u wish 2 begin this program, place ur right
hand on the scanner and tightly clench up ur buttcheeks as u might feel a
slight electrical shock. Please select the race history u desire. U have
selected African-American. This is your history:
First of all, the term "black and white" is a fallacy. It simply is another
way of saying "this or that". Let's examine the term "this or that" in its
ultimate form which is: "this" means the truth or "that which is resistant 2
it. When a minority realizes its similarities on a higher level- not just
"black"- but PEOPLE OF COLOR, and higher still "INDIGENOUS", and even higher
still, "FROM THE TRIBE OF.", and yet higher- the "RAINBOW CHILDREN". When
this understanding comes, the so-called minority becomes a majority in the wink of an eye.
This action will cause a Reaction or Resistance. The source
of this Resistance must b banished as it is in direct conflict with the
initial action. It cannot be assimilated, 4 its very nature is resistance.
In other words, ONE CANNOT SERVE 2 MASTERS. U r either "this" or "that"
which is not "this".
End of part one. 2 continue, select the program Family Name and type in the
current government name u wish history on.
(London, England sometime in the early 1600s)
"We have the God-given right 2 run out of our colonies anyone who does not
bow down 2 our law. Hear, hear?"
"Come on, come on keep it moving here. What's your name boy?"
"Abu Cah"
"Well it ain't now; it's Tom Lynch."
Mirror, mirror what u see?Have I still got those dark clouds over me?
Or am I really feeling what I feel?The last days of the Devil's Deal
Mirror, what u see?
Devil, devil what u know?/U been here since 1914, but now u got 2 go
U been hidin' behind corporate eyes
U wanna war, but u can't fight/Devil, u got 2 go
U might say, "what u mad about?"/But u still got ur Family Name
Pleased 2 meet u, Mr. Rosenbloom/I'll b John Blackwell just the same
What's ur Family Name?
Teacher, teacher what u say?/Did we really come over in a boat?
Did it really go down that way?/Or did I arrive b4 and ruin Thanksgiving Day?
Teacher, what u say?
Preacher, preacher is it true?/That Jesus wants me 2 give my money 2 the likes of u?
Ride around in ur Lexus Coupe/Drive us 2 the cleaners in a pinstripe suit
Preacher, that ain't truth!
U might say, "what u mad about?/But u still got ur Family Name
Pleased 2 meet u, Mr. Pearlman/U can call me Clay. can I play?
People, people what's ur name?/Maybe we should start all over
Let everybody get in the game/Put up a one-gloved fist
Make a sound, Violet Brown
U might say "what u mad about?"/But u still got ur Family name
Pleased 2 meet u Mr. Goldstruck.
We found this tape in the Akashic records. This is Thomas Jefferson:
"My fellow Americans, if there is a just God, we're gonna pay 4 this!"
"Black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics will
b able 2 join hands in the words of the old Negro spiritual: "free at last, free at last, thank God almighty we are free at last!"
MJ wore a thin glove on his right hand, almost invisible when he raised his hand to a fist at O2.
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I found part of "They Cage the Animals at Night" online:
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I'm reading it now. Worth buying imho.
L.O.V.E to all
Who is Believer777? Do they have a twitter account? If you know of one, could you link it please? Thank you. <!-- s:D -->:D<!-- s:D -->
I don´t know why I thought that <!-- s:? -->:?<!-- s:? -->
I presume you are meaning me. If you do remember I'd like to know.
I feel this is a rare pearl of independent cinema -never heard of it before...
Definitely a Must-See for me! <!-- s8-) -->8-)<!-- s8-) --> <!-- s:P -->:P<!-- s:P --> <!-- s
In the first background there were two MJ's, and also in this second one......Hmmmm..... <!-- s:? -->:?<!-- s:? -->
I haven't believed in the two MJ theory, but now i'm a bit confused, i mean, i don't think he has/had a twin, but he could have/had an identical double who looks like him like 99% ???? On the previous background they both looked the same, i couldn't tell wich of them is the real Michael, you guys?
This one is just a mirror right? But it refers to doubles....
the first one was the model/ mannequin used for 'leave me alone', where mike is built into the amusement park ('tied' into the rollercoaster) and breaks free at the end of the film.
this pic now looks like from the same era. just like the memorial/ funeral pics, all late 80s. that is one thing i don't get. that exclusiveness to refer to only that time. not even the 'dangerous' or 'history' times were pulled out, when he was touring the world, only the late 80s or kiddie-pics...weird...even if that was mikes prime as a performer, it is called 'celebration of LIFE', not just one decade or so...good point that so far, always 2 mikes are shown, even in the profile pic. one as a kid and one on the mask.
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this reminds me strongly of dave pelzer's story 'a child called IT', although dave was experiencing abuse by his own mother. we always think that in 'our society' such abuse isn't happening. but it still is, to this day. maybe this notion is to remind us to keep our eyes open, see things that might be wrong, lend a helping hand to those around us. we don't have to go to other countries to see children suffering and to be able to do something against it. like mike...not only did he donate like no other, he also gave the kids from the 'neighborhood' (if you can apply that to a 3.000 acre ranch...) a helping hand and took care of them, if only to offer them a fun day at neverland.
i take that as another message, mike! <!-- s
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Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Thoughts anyone?
essential.. Maybe the reason for this? We can't see the reason? I really don't know...
Next problem is: ENglish is not my mother tongue so i think I translate it wrong
It's from The Little Prince....a favorite book of MJ's!
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make sure you got a hospital supply of kleenex. dave pelzer's story WILL make you cry...it's gruesome what he went through as a child, unbelievable. i have only utter admiration for this guy and how he turned his life around.
there's also an interview on the oprah show with him on youtube. truly one of the most remarkable people i've seen in a long time.
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[It was then that the fox appeared.
"Good morning," said the fox.
"Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.
"I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree."
Fox
"Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."
"I am a fox," the fox said.
"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy."
"I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."
"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince.
But, after some thought, he added:
"What does that mean--'tame'?"
"You do not live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for?"
"I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean--'tame'?"
"Men," said the fox. "They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?"
"No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean--'tame'?"
"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."
"'To establish ties'?"
"Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . . ."
"I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower . . . I think that she has tamed me . . ."
"It is possible," said the fox. "On the Earth one sees all sorts of things."
"Oh, but this is not on the Earth!" said the little prince.
The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.
"On another planet?"
"Yes."
"Are there hunters on that planet?"
"No."
"Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?"
"No."
"Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox.
But he came back to his idea.
"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . ."
The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.
"Please--tame me!" he said.
"I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand."
"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . ."
"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.
"You must be very patient," replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me--like that--in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day . . ."
The next day the little prince came back.
"It would have been better to come back at the same hour," said the fox. "If, for example, you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o'clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you . . . One must observe the proper rites . . ."
"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.
"Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all."
So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near--
"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . ."
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.
"Yes, that is so," said the fox.
"Then it has done you no good at all!"
"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added:
"Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret."
The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.
"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."
And the roses were very much embarassed.
"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.
And he went back to meet the fox.
"Goodbye," he said.
"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."
"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.
"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."
"It is the time I have wasted for my rose--" said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember.
"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose . . ."
"I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember. ]
When this understanding comes, the so-called minority becomes a majority in the wink of an eye
this is what i found interesting regarding that. refers to akashic records and prince!
this tweeter is VERY intersting, imo! <!-- s
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This is the source:
http://www.lyricsdepot.com/prince/family-name.html
Family Name Lyrics
Artist: Prince
Album: The Rainbow Children
Welcome. U have just accessed the Akashic Records Genetic Information
Division. This program is required 4 those wishing 2 obtain a marriage
blessing from The Kingdom. When u wish 2 begin this program, place ur right
hand on the scanner and tightly clench up ur buttcheeks as u might feel a
slight electrical shock. Please select the race history u desire. U have
selected African-American. This is your history:
First of all, the term "black and white" is a fallacy. It simply is another
way of saying "this or that". Let's examine the term "this or that" in its
ultimate form which is: "this" means the truth or "that which is resistant 2
it. When a minority realizes its similarities on a higher level- not just
"black"- but PEOPLE OF COLOR, and higher still "INDIGENOUS", and even higher
still, "FROM THE TRIBE OF.", and yet higher- the "RAINBOW CHILDREN". When
this understanding comes, the so-called minority becomes a majority in the wink of an eye.
This action will cause a Reaction or Resistance. The source
of this Resistance must b banished as it is in direct conflict with the
initial action. It cannot be assimilated, 4 its very nature is resistance.
In other words, ONE CANNOT SERVE 2 MASTERS. U r either "this" or "that"
which is not "this".
End of part one. 2 continue, select the program Family Name and type in the
current government name u wish history on.
(London, England sometime in the early 1600s)
"We have the God-given right 2 run out of our colonies anyone who does not
bow down 2 our law. Hear, hear?"
"Come on, come on keep it moving here. What's your name boy?"
"Abu Cah"
"Well it ain't now; it's Tom Lynch."
Mirror, mirror what u see?Have I still got those dark clouds over me?
Or am I really feeling what I feel?The last days of the Devil's Deal
Mirror, what u see?
Devil, devil what u know?/U been here since 1914, but now u got 2 go
U been hidin' behind corporate eyes
U wanna war, but u can't fight/Devil, u got 2 go
U might say, "what u mad about?"/But u still got ur Family Name
Pleased 2 meet u, Mr. Rosenbloom/I'll b John Blackwell just the same
What's ur Family Name?
Teacher, teacher what u say?/Did we really come over in a boat?
Did it really go down that way?/Or did I arrive b4 and ruin Thanksgiving Day?
Teacher, what u say?
Preacher, preacher is it true?/That Jesus wants me 2 give my money 2 the likes of u?
Ride around in ur Lexus Coupe/Drive us 2 the cleaners in a pinstripe suit
Preacher, that ain't truth!
U might say, "what u mad about?/But u still got ur Family Name
Pleased 2 meet u, Mr. Pearlman/U can call me Clay. can I play?
People, people what's ur name?/Maybe we should start all over
Let everybody get in the game/Put up a one-gloved fist
Make a sound, Violet Brown
U might say "what u mad about?"/But u still got ur Family name
Pleased 2 meet u Mr. Goldstruck.
We found this tape in the Akashic records. This is Thomas Jefferson:
"My fellow Americans, if there is a just God, we're gonna pay 4 this!"
"Black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics will
b able 2 join hands in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
"free at last, free at last, thank God almighty we are free at last!"
MJ wore a thin glove on his right hand, almost invisible when he raised his hand to a fist at O2.
my link goes to the same one...check this part of the lyrics out:
(...)
LET EVERYBODY GET IN THE GAME
PUT UP A ONE GLOVED FIST
MAKE A SOUND, (VIOLET BROWN)
(...)
now, anyone knwo 'someone' who wears ONE GLOVE? <!-- s8-) -->8-)<!-- s8-) -->
i also tweeted that back...hehe...i'm teasin' this one! <!-- s