Dear Michael, I am back! I know you will read what I write. I just need not you put your energy to reply. Only want company you and be absolutly satisfied if my words make you feel warm and easy. Maybe you will more happy when I have some wrong Chinglish way express.
I have a rabbit. he is about 2 nd a half month. He bit my mobile phone recharge line. My very lovely a little expensive sound box line…. Poor rabbit. When I bought him/her(still don’t know, too young), I read your face expression from this baby rabbit. I alway dream to have rabit but never. I have a cat whom now lives with my parents. I have a dog whom I lost and totally don’t want have any dog anymore since it is too big pain when I lost a dog. Dog is too close to human being. They just like a child. But a rabbit!!! I love it! So gentle face but in fact, a small Loki God! Bit everything it meet so that now I put it in a cage. enough big and just design for rabbit. I have a turtle. One guy caught her from the river which surrounding the summer palace of Beijing. But serious illed on her two eyes. He know I will try my best to heal her so that he present to me. I spend two week to help her. I never have knowledge of feeding turtles before. So that I searched so much information from internet. Try all. I always thought of you when I did such of things……… I know you will be happy wherever you are. Now her eyes are so bright. But I guess she is free too long time, so that now she is a little afraid of me and can’t feel very ease when living in my plastic box. I don’t want use the heavyer and bigger glass one since her shell also has problem to need treatment. So tired for my pets!

My boyfriend is a russian violinest who teach at Chinese music conservatory. His younger cousin is one of your crazy fans. I found that russian love you very much. They love freedom they lacked at that age and understand how great your music. When I asked my boyfriend about your 2003 case, he told me it is just some greedy people want take something from you only because you too rich. I respect him so much when he never thought a little bit that you have “problem”. And he always call you Michael such as he feel you a pal or brother or any other very close somebody. I guess he understand you by professional way and always trust you just by listen your songs. He do not care of those gossip about your private life. I love russian, they have so good intuition and taste for good music! He is also always make me feel him only 8. Similar as you, his childhood full of work and practice. So him now enjoy computer game so crazy. I understand him. He just lost his childhood. From him, I understand you…….. My father also keep his childish side in all his life. He is a very creative scientist. So that in my life I am not feel strenge if man just act as child when they have a little break from the most nervous brain or soul work…… I am artist too. Printmaker and art theory scholar. I know why you need children surrounding you. They are living and natural…, that could inspire and nurture your art. In fact, I always feel myself only 6 too. I believe all Andersen’s fairy tales which reveal the truth of love and creation. I am also knowing Peter Pan much earlier than knowing you. I feel a little sad when I know Wendy will grow up.

Have many tiny things what tell you… So happy these days. Do you know the news of 625 (my 626) almost kill me and make me can’t go on my work for several months? You are the realization of my ideal about the power of art. If you could be killed ( I do never think you could die naturally at 50. You have many things have not done. I know. You still full of many possibilitys due to your wide genius and never showed them out.), then so tiny weak me could never win in front of the darkness. The thing just destroyed my belief. Make me lose confidence on the power of kindness, love and art. If you die, the good person in my past life would go away with you. I will become an avenging devil.
MJ my soul tutor, you should not die NOW. It’s just unfair!!!! If you really meet the trouble, I will become the enemy of the United States. Your country have the obligation to protect you safe, for all human beings, and all wild animals, to treat you as the most expensive treasure on the earth. I’d never hate Amarica so bad.

Your faithful,

做自己想做的事情，这就够了。
They want to do something, which is enough

Dear Cassandra:
Shortly after the supposed death of MJ, Larry King did an interview with Jermaine Jackson. Moments later, we saw a video which runs throughout the Neverland ranch, and at one point, the camera focuses on a passageway in the background is a fireplace and some light bulbs. But the odd thing was that we saw a “ghost”
in the middle of the corridor, which cross and through the walls, and the silhouette looks a lot like Michael Jackson, some people even say watch him perform the moonwalk, that’s not me, but I do say that the silhouette is Michael. So my question is if I am right that is a special efect as a ghost and is part of the joke, or is it all a hallucination and reality is nothing. There is a debate with this video because some people say that it is a ghost and others who say no, and who believe that it is, treat us crazy XDD
Love you, Michael.
Greetings
Little Eva from Valencia (Spain)

Cassandra,where is Michael right now?

Cassandra,

I can not stand it anymore!
I need concrete proof to know when Michael will come back, please!!!
I love him so much and I cry every day and every night!
Please, answer and be honest!

Thanks.

Now what is the problem????

Dear Michael, how are you today? Please, take care of yourself. We need you. The earth need you. The polar bears, the seal cubs, and the baby elephants, we are all waiting you back. You should live 100 years. You must. I promised God, if you would come back, I will convert him. You know, this is a fight between the independence and the fragile of our life. But if he return you to the earth, I will give up all my personal pride, I would rather to be a loser in front of him after so long years resistance! I will surrender to him! I swear.

Liebe Cassandra! Wird es einmal möglich sein das ich meinen Traummann Michael einmal Persönlich Kennenlernen kann? Liebe Grüsse Helga

Dear Michael, (read everything, please…extra bonus on bottom)

I feel the need to address just you this time. Send my apologies to Derek and Cassandra, who have both done a wonderful job. I couldn’t imagine sifting through all the material they have to on a daily basis.
I couldn’t sleep last night. I laid there in my friends bed trying my best to rest my mind. I say my friends bed because, her mother has just passed and she needed someone to be there with her so she could sleep. So I was there for her. I didn’t realize how much she needed me there until I arrived and attempted to sleep on her couch downstairs. She was upstairs and I could tell she just couldn’t sleep, and she kept calling my name trying to see if I was sleeping. I told her I was up reading an article (it was about you, I didn’t let her in on that, however), and then understood she needed me to be closer. My heart really was there for her at that very moment. She was like, “You can read up here, the light won’t bother me.” (smile) Needless to say, she went to sleep and I was left unable to go to sleep…and it’s all your fault…LOL! Just kidding, but really…
I have been carrying this Rolling Stone magazine around in my purse since like forever. It’s the one with the cover story “Michael Jackson’s Final Days, Hope and Ruin, Plus: His Unfinished Last Recordings.” I can’t explain exactly why I held onto this magazine. I just remember eyeing it on my grandmother’s bed, asking her for it and for some reason feeling I needed to keep it with me. See, I’ve read this article several times, often just pulling it out of my purse and trying to look deeper into your eyes on that front cover, as if there was some secret they needed to tell. They are beautiful by the way, Your Eyes. This same article which I had read over and over again, I felt the need to read one more time. You should already feel where I’m going with this. The actual article, “The Last Days of Michael Jackson” written by Claire Hoffman, begins with a rather detailed account of your body as it rested on a metal gurney, at the county morgue. Although detailed, it seemed to me that there were many contradictions. She writes that you had on “shiny black trousers, thin hospital gown and nothing else” but then continues with, “his pale narrow chest was covered in bruises.” I’ve been to hospitals. I’ve worn the hospital gowns and for her to suggest that the bruises were visible just couldn’t be so. Yes, they are thin but you can’t see through them. Not enough to see bruises. As if that wasn’t enough, she went on to describe a face that had been reworked and concealed from the public as well as commenting on a prosthesis missing from your nose revealing “bits of cartilage surrounding a small dark hole.” Other than that Michael, your face “looked porcelain, impeccable…” I’ve heard people describe a beautiful child with rosy cheeks as porcelain, not a dead body. Furthermore, if your faced was so reworked why was it impeccable?
*I am going to quickly state this. Ms. Hoffman , writes as if she was there in the room and I realize that from a journalist’s P.O.V, you really want the reader to feel as if they were there, but something’s just not right. I listened to her interview and she stated that the places she visited were the 3 rehearsal spots you had used and that she spoke to anyone that had been working with you at that point in time, trying to catch a glimpse of your character. I’ve read another interview where she says a lot of the time she has to rely on gathering her information through other outlets. Well, the whole gurney and morgue thing must be from the other outlets or they could be from a well placed “eyewitness”, just saying. Correct me if I’m wrong…but the smell of fish is rather strong in this area of her article. I just feel that if someone is laying “Under the harsh light of the morgue…” they simply look anything but impeccable… with her original claims of your face. Just saying.*

The article quickly moves back to the crime scene.

You know what, my mind is about to burst, but I’m determined to get all this off my chest.

This article keeps talking about your debts. Everyone keeps talking about your debts and your tendency to overspend and how the trials made you so broke. Who cares!! That’s what I thought at first, then figured that maybe I needed to pay attention to this one particular detail. Not that your personal finances are of my concern, it’s just the people surrounding you and your finances that I needed to pay attention to. And M, I want to write this out just as it’s written in this article. It is a moment upon your arrival home after you were acquitted.
“Arriving at Neverland Ranch, Jackson went upstairs and turned to Dick Gregory, a comedian and family friend who had known Michael since he starred in The Wiz. Jackson grabbed Gregory and clutched him tightly. “Don’t leave me,” he begged. “They’re trying to kill me.” Gregory had the feeling that Jackson was referring to the whole world. Michael seemed paranoid and dehydrated. “Have you eaten?” Gregory asked him, knowing that Jackson often went without food for days. “I can’t eat,” Jackson responded. “They’re trying to poison me.” “ Do me a favor, “ Gregory told him. “Get out of here. All of these people have double-crossed you.”

*First of all…if you hanging with me…and you aren’t eating…we gon’ have some problems…LOL…just needed to get a smile after all the drama.*

Seriously, had to be the point of no return for you. And you tried to do just that. This is when you were introduced to Abdullah and left to live with him in Bahrain. But once again problems ensued. He wanted you to record music but you wanted to work on your own from what I gather. This possibly caused you to relocate once again, this time to Ireland to start working on some new records. But, Abdullah filed suit against you…just couldn’t seem to get away peacefully could you? You actually did a bit of relocating around this time… Not too long after you returned back to US and took up residence in Vegas. Soon after in the summer of 2007, AEG contacts you. You agree to a meeting with Randy Phillips who pitches the idea of a series of shows at the O2 Arena. But you wanted to do a long running of shows similar to the ones Celine had done. Which would have been smarter, (longer period of time unfolding at your pace that wouldn’t wear you out) Now where have I seen that statement before? Oh yeah, Cassandra… So you passed on the initial offer.

I will say this now, so you do not think that this is all meaningless. As I read this article last night and mulled over it in my mind, I felt that a lot of it was true and was in fact clues left to point us in the right direction and to give us all reasoning into your disappearance, once again.

You tried to fix your situation with a loan from Bank of America, who then sold your package to Fortress Investments. You tried to cut a deal with them to stop foreclosure on Neverland. It didn’t work out to your best interests, enters in Tohme Tohme, who pulls in a friend of his Tom Barrack, CEO of Colony Capital. You head into a partnership that aids in keeping Neverland safe and begin renovation. Tohme turns around and moves a step further. He makes a deal with Julien’s auction house to sell of the contents, but that came to an abrupt halt when your…own…company…filed suit…because it didn’t consent to the auction? I really liked this statement, “Jackson was surrounded by competing advisers…” More like unholy alliances…if you get my drift. So here I believe is probably where you perception would have changed. What to do?
I don’t feel like you wanted to keep Neverland…I do believe you weren’t going to just let it go. That just wouldn’t be a smart business move. This is where your interest in doing the concerts comes back into play…but this time it’s going to be on your own terms.
I really loved this statement made by Phillips. “Michael was a very smart marketing person. People say he was feeble and manipulated, but he was powerful and a manipulator.”

*10 more shows than Prince huh…I’m gonna keep my mouth shut on that one…*

Oh and Phillips goes on to say, “…the house and making movies were huge to him.” Phillips, who works for AEG, is aware of your interests in movies and how important it was to you. You know what I’m thinking about right now? I’ll tell you what. Kenny Ortega, Travis Payne, John Branca and Randy Phillips are definitely in on the Master plan. Phillips states that people told him that you would break his heart, but he makes it clear that he trusts you. AEG even without the concerts was able to profit from the movie. You knew that like Elvis, posthumous sales skyrocket. The underlying interest in a person develops into an obsession as old fans and new fans race to catch every bit and piece of history to stash away in their collections and memories. Not only that Michael, you get everything you want. For a brief period of time you get much needed rest, away from the world. You worked smarter, not harder so therefore all the time and energy put into capturing “rehearsal footage” is done…you get the 1st part of your message across to the entire world without having to complete 50 concerts. You’ve got the attention of your fans and they are loving you now more than ever. And finally, the truth overshadows the lies.
*Another statement that sticks out. You agreed to 50 shows as long as AEG provided an English country estate and “a ceremony held at the end of the tour to commemorate some as-yet-to-be-defined accomplishment.” I wonder what that would be referring to exactly. Could it possibly be, for pulling off the biggest hoax in history, or making the biggest comeback in history or for creating the most magical show ever on this planet? The BEST ENTERTAINER OF ALL TIME….

But how’d you pull it off. As I read about your late night excursions, and trying to leave your home without catching the attention of your fans and paparazzi, my mind lingered on a brief wisp of understanding. The ambulance, the 911 call, the timing, the people needed to pull this thing off. Was that someone else in the ambulance, so as to provide a distraction big enough to allow you safe escape? Was it you in the ambulance picture? I looked at that photo and your skin is darker in that photo not as light as other photos. This part I watched go down with my very eyes, it’s what happened behind closed doors that’s the mystery. Going into the hospital, they would have wanted to conceal the fact that you were there, for your protection. Was the video of a man coming out the back of a coroner’s van real? Did you call in a favor of your friend in Germany to say it was his station that rigged up the whole hoax to see how fast lies can spread. But then again you are manipulating the press, just as in “His Girl Friday.” You used your past drug admissions to garner speculation of current drug abuse playing a deadly role. You don’t like not being in control and the people that were around you were trying to do just that. So much to the point that you felt like they were literally feeding off of you. Not only that you felt like your whole world was falling apart and you couldn’t think straight. Enough to almost drive you insane, like in “Suddenly Last Summer.” Although you were acquitted, the whole “innocent until proven guilty” wasn’t how they played the game when dealing with the judicial system. Quick to make themselves look like they were doing their job, like “In a Lonely Place.” You needed to get your house back in order so to speak, you were literally backed against the wall…like in “Tokyo Joe.” It’s quite possible you sought spiritual guidance at this point. It seemed every road you tried to take you came to a dead end. So new “old” alliances had to be forged. Like in “Dead Reckoning” So you had to get away. You decided to fake your death, like in “Gilda.” But once again you had to imagine the crime scene, “Lonely Place.” You needed a proof, bags of drugs found in your home. You needed witnesses, that part was easy though, you just had to convince them of the importance to help you carry out your plan. Too bad one of them had to be the fall guy, but he’ll be cleared of all charges, he’s innocent, “His Girl Friday.” But wait, you need a body, so you thought of “Dead Reckoning.” You needed to be able to get around undetected…like “The Whole Town’s Talking.” All the while exploiting the tabloids, media, government and judicial system for who they are and showing the world how easy it is to manipulate these entities.

Do I need more proof that you are alive and well? Nope. But here is more. I’m so laughing on the inside right now. The autopsy report is such a Fake…
The main proof…the height and weight they gave in the report. It said you were 5’9 and 136 lbs. In this article, Lou Ferrigno says you were “painfully thin…pushing 6 ft and weighed only 127lbs. If you were pushing 6 ft and struggling to hit 130lbs how could you possibly do that at 5’9. I wasn’t sure about your height, until I came upon Wiki…I decided to read up on the trials tonight for some reason. I get almost to the bottom and it says they weighed you in at 120lbs and that you are 5’11. *pushing friggin 6ft*
“The Autopsy Report” says you were going bald at the front of you scalp…with short tightly curled up hair…wha…that doesn’t even sound right…That’s your hair on the movie…the whole movie…that’s your hair…you are so full of it.
“The Autopsy Report” also talks about all these scars on your body…the nose okay I expected…but then it started going too far…you had scars everywhere, your abdomen?
You know what I can’t go on…I went through different autopsy report claims and not one of them matched up to a tee. Besides my proof came with the height and weight issue…they couldn’t get that part right…then there goes my attention…zip…out the window…

You’re so funny, you know that. I thought that when Ortega, was saying that he joked with you to make a pact with your Higher Power to put your ideas on the shelf until after July 13th. You stated, “No, then he might give them to Prince.” LMBO! After this, I don’t believe anyone will be able to upstage you, not even Prince.

Michael, you are slick…like oil…
This statement leaves me wanting more.
“When the show opens, I don’t want to hold anything back. I don’t care if they’re applauding – I want their jaws on the ground.”
I can’t think of anymore reasons for someone’s jaws to be on the ground other than the fact that they have just seen a “Ghost” , which by the way was mentioned more than once as well as Thriller, and the whole 3D… “What if AEG could bring Michael back to the world?” All well said…and hopefully well read and interpreted.

On top of all that, there is a bigger role here for you upon your return. I wrote a small piece to you about Popeye. I remember the shirt you had on…and the Popeye was gambling…like to say at this point, it’s a huge gamble for you. But you have trust in everything you are doing…so you are “all in.”
Here’s the piece I wrote on that. I want to provide it here just in case you didn’t read it when I posted it.

****Goodness gracious! I mean just when I start to stop thinking…I start thinking. I’m not complaining! I promise!
Popeye! Popeye! Popeye!
I thought to myself…ok I get it. The man with superhuman strength, once he received a dose of his “spinach” , Michael. But……………..Why did this character appear on my Google web browser? Because!
Google is honoring the 115th birthday anniversary of it’s creator, E.C Segar, born 12/8/1894.….
God surely works in mysterious ways…and I tell you lately…my mind has been in overdrive…it’s so exhilarating!
So MJ, just what exactly is on your agenda today? Don’t worry, you can tell me later!
1+1+5= 7! (Perfect!)
Today is the 8th day of the month….(revelation, new beginning)
Michael, do you mind if I borrow your brain…JK.
Ok, well it does invoke a deeper meaning as well once I pulled up this characters history.
Then…I remembered something…the Popeye T-shirt that M is wearing during the pre- “The Way You Make Me Feel” rehearsal footage…when he’s begging Mr. Bearden to let it simmer…Popeye is shown gambling! What do I find as I’m reading? Well, check this out. Popeye made his debut appearance 1/17/1929 , in Segar’s Thimble Theatre strip, which itself was 1st published on 12/19/1919. However, this was 10yrs into writing the strip. Come on 10…remember…Perfect Order…Once Popeye is introduced, Perfect order.
Look at the day…1+9=10…Man do I have to sum the whole thing up as well…
Let’s look at this way…3 / 1 / 2.…equals 6(God’s creation of man)…
And Popeye’s intro date…1 / 8 / 3 …equals 3 ( wait for it…)
Pay attention to the year. Thimble Theatre’s is 2, Popeye’s is 3. 2 represents man’s separation from God, when not filled in the Spirit, not complete. 3 represents man being filled with the Spirit of God, complete. The whole 3D infrastructure is shining it’s light once again. God’s power is infinite. When a man is complete and knows and understands God’s promise and willingly accepts the Spirit…Then he gains a certain “superhuman quality.”
Ok, now you think I’m crazy…but I don’t care…because look at this 12/19/2009…or
3 / 1 / 2…equals 6 yet again… and it doesn’t stop there. How about 1/17/2010…or 1 / 8 /3 …equals 3 once again. I knew there was a reason why Popeye’s character was so important! Uuuuuum, Mr. General Jackson, I really love men with big brains and all, but goodness, what am I gonna do with you?! A lot of thought, preparation, care…TIME…went into this. I already knew this, it’s just when I sit back and think about it myself…the whole situation literally consumes me. I just mean that these dates will hold significant meaning to you….hhhhhmmmm…The Way You Make Me Feel….“Let it simmer”…God’s promise…Fulfillment. Give me a sec…God will lead me to the answer…I’m sure of it.
Anyway, back to the current issue.
The main characters at the time were, Olive Oyl, Castor Oyl, and Horace Hamgravy (aka. Ham Gravy). Castor Oyl, is Olive’s older brother. We all know who Olive is. And Horace…well…he was Olive’s boyfriend. From what I read about Horace, he was also depicted as a money grubbing, slacker, seemingly attracted to other women, and just not too good of a guy for this gal! (She eventually got the clue and left this no good for our superhero, Popeye…the proverbial problem solver…but we knew that already.) Well, Olive, welcome to my past, but I don’t want to go there. In his intro, Popeye was hired by Castor to navigate his ship to Dice Island, where he planned to “roll in the dough” with the use of his unbeatable good luck charm Bernice the Whiffle Hen…Lol…ROFLMBO…Really on the inside. Oh yeah, here’s another funny thing. When Castor eyed Popeye off the dock, he asked him if he was a sailor. And Popeye’s reply was, “Ja think I’m a cowboy?” See, at first, I just believed this to be a cute remark. What changed my mind? The word “cowboy” was underlined in the text. So, naturally, you should know me by know…I clicked on it…and
Cowboy- an animal herder who tends cattle in North America.
Then I saw “herder” was highlighted…so yep…I went there!
Herder- a worker who lives a semi-nomadic life, caring for domestic animals.
Which led me to the word, “shepherd”
Shepherd- a person who tends to feed or guard sheep. Or, one who provides religious guidance…
Hee Haw! “You Wanna Be Startin Something”
Michael, my brain, my brain…is sizzling right now! Everything I said once before is just coming back full circle to me. Here I am again…sitting up at the darkest hours of the night working on the unraveling one of the greatest minds in the world! So, don’t forget to kiss me in the morning…
Shepherd is a metaphorical term for not only God, but, Jesus is also noted as The Good Shepherd. Then in the Bible, there are others… “heroes”. Abraham, Jacob, Moses, King David…in Muslim teachings, Muhammad.
I knew it…Michael…
I read Genesis. And the stories of Abraham and Jacob. As I read them, I started to see the numbers once again….Which lead me back to 1…God.
As humans, we tend to veer off track…like sheep…and have an historic need for care and discipline to keep us on the right track. I’ve often been told stories of shepherds breaking the legs of a wondering lamb and carrying it until it’s learned the right ways of the group.

This is why Genesis is so important…Michael…this is why Genesis is so important…
I looked back at all the film footage today…
How you are very hands on…
How you guided everyone through…
Trying to make sure everyone was on “the same page” so to speak…
It’s all coming and going right now…
On the cherry picker…like a harvest…you weren’t on the higher level at first, when you were just trying it out…but when the song began…the cherry picker I could tell was elevated…and you had these robes on over your clothing…Shepherds robes
Your fans…the sheep…
And you’re shouting out, and everyone else is as well…
Listen, I just happened to catch Joel Osteen last night, and he spoke of the walls of Jericho and how they tumbled down…and the whole story I had heard before, but last night the story ushered in new understanding…These people were shouting as if the victory was already theirs…and with the walls of Jericho being the obstacle. God’s people could not go around… they had to go through…The cry of victory…to cry out with the faith that the battle has already been won…as Joel put it…when you do this supernatural things begin to happen…walls are brought down…enemies are defeated…
And I went back and I listened, to that part…I really believe you said ship…like a vessel of some sort…going into battle…maybe…I don’t like being wrong…or it could be like a ship carrying precious cargo…that has to be protected…but not just anyone is allowed on this ship….
God’s promise in Genesis was that he would not bring destruction with a flood…but in revelations…fire ravages the Earth…The fire chase sequences before this segment…
Your mission…to save as many lives as possible…to save the world…
You don’t just have millions of fans, but billions…The Dome Project…
When you return…your plan is I’m almost sure already being played out…
“The big fish all over the world…and put them into one pond”
With the help of key people, is it safe to say that the foundations of this building are being laid as we speak?
There’s so much you have to fill me in on.
Michael to take something as simple as Popeye…who I am finding embodies so much symbolism…But Popeye spans so many years I was almost bewildered on where to begin… then I remembered gambling on the shirt…And realized I had to go back to his humble beginnings.
Genesis…everyone has a beginning…
I know the number 6 is relevant as it represents the number of man…but when God made man he made woman so that he would not be alone…

Michael, is it safe to ask you if you have been searching for true love? But she couldn’t just be anybody. She had to come to know you, to really know you. How you think. Why you think the way you do. This woman had to understand you on a spiritual level. She had to know and accept God, His Spirit, His power. She has to relate to you in a way that no one on Earth can. On top of that, her heart has to beat as yours. Love the way you do. Long for the same true love that has possibly eluded her for years. She had to learn to believe in herself again. This women, Michael, has to accept for whom and for what she had always been designed. She had to go through a set of tests to discover a new purpose. She has to be willing to sacrifice as well. She’s got to have the strength to go through the trials and tribulations that will surround you. She has to be able to assure you that it’s okay to go forward and to stop you when you’ve gone too far. She has got to really know how to Love you Michael.
All of these men of the Bible, from Adam to Joseph…knew the love of a woman. Even Popeye had Olive. In all of those movie snippets you used, from Bogart to Grant, there was a women standing beside him or fighting with him. From beginning to end, Love is and always will be worth fighting for.
Now as far as those dates…maybe you can fill me in…later…
By the way, Popeye’s film debut, July of 1933 , hence, “See you in July!” So what’s up with that, Michael? Are you performing (revealing yourself as alive and well) on June 25th with your family? There was a statement made about performing with your 3D image in Vienna. And then putting the plan into action in July of 2010.
Popeye left the original strip after his debut but gained so much popularity he was given a larger role…

This is it…I’m the Light of the World…God is the Light of the World…Jesus is the Light of the World…
The part where You, Ortega and Travis are joking around…and they are making fun of you doing the stewardess signals…“the oxygen mask over the face” …direction to the exits at the front and the rear of the plane…(High Elevation…or symbolic to the start of a journey)

You’ve sacrificed so much.

I wrote this song, and I wish to share it with you. It’s entitled, “Stop Me,” and it has so much meaning to me. When I feel like the obstacles before me are mounting so high and have distinguished whom my adversaries are…I let the words flow through my mind and comfort me. With this song you will have a piece of me…

Stop Me

Nothing but positive, feelings in my bones
The negative out swayed, no time to lose ground
You thought you’d keep me down, but my enemy’s needed, yea
For me to claim my crown,
I feel a chill,

No ones gonna stop me, who’s gonna stop me now
I got integrity beside me, who’s gonna stop me now

Every night on my knees, tomorrow’s not promised to me
Thankful to hear a beat, with a new sunrise
Prepare myself for the day, cloaked in protection
Step into my promises
I still believe

No one’s gonna stop me, who’s gonna stop me now
I got integrity beside me, who’s gonna stop me now
No one’s gonna stop me, who’s gonna stop me now
I got my eye’s on the prize, hey, who’s gonna stop me now

You used to be my everything, loved you more than anything
Had you back and matter fact, gave my last and that’s a fact
Played me, yea, just like a tool, better yet just like a stool
What do I do to make this better, guess what, you can be my ladder

Who’s gonna stop me now, I’ve got you Lord on my side

Just as Peter was asked by Jesus to feed His sheep…you have been chosen to carry out God’s plan. You are his sailor, his cowboy, his shepherd, navigating through the vast plains and valleys and hilltops and mountain peaks. I really like this particular passage,
When Jesus kindly says, “Stop being afraid. From now on you will be catching men alive.” this can be found in (Luke 5:10,11) “Jesus had a great work to do, a ministry that would change history.” (From The Watchtower, Announcing Jehovah’s Kingdom, What is the Holy Spirit, Oct. 1, 2009 issue)
So here we are, changing history, redefining the world as we know it, once again.

I have debated on whether or not to say this, but I feel it is okay. I’ve had dreams, that feel so real. I have tried to interpret them. The last dream I had, fostered a sense of urgency. I remember it in full, and I remember the people in my dream and how I had hope for them. I apologize, I don’t want to give away the dream at the moment. I will tell you that I awoke early that morning, when the dream was over. I closed my eyes, thanked God, but couldn’t return to my slumber. There was a hint of fear and sadness, I wanted to cry but understanding within me, only allowed a few tears to drop. It was as if someone was telling me, “Now, you are ready.”

Everyday, I have worked toward something far more wondrous than I could have ever imagined. When I first began, I didn’t know why or what I was doing. But I moved with new direction. I picked up the Bible for the 1st time in a long time and actually read it. Before, I would read it and couldn’t understand but this time when I read it I just allowed the stories to unfold. I allowed the men and God’s passion to encase me as I lingered on every single word. I wanted to have knowledge and what I came upon was the most enriching lesson (s) anyone could partake. I would fall asleep with the Bible next to me in the middle of the day. Find a quiet place in the house and meditate on everything I had learned. I questioned and received confirmations. This Sunday I raced to church, I was late so I prayed to just be able to hear whatever it was I needed to hear. Once again, confirmation of everything I had been doing. It was as if the preacher was speaking to me that day. I will say this. I have seen things that I can’t explain. And each time, I have to say that God’s power is nothing short of Amazing. He’s been working on me. I look at people differently. I view life through brand new eyes. Every breath I take is a blessing. Every step I make is felt. I have been humbled. Yesterday, I called my mom and apologized to her. I told her I loved her for the first time since I can remember. She thought something was wrong with me, until I told her I was fine…that lately I’ve just had some issues that pressed hard against me. I didn’t appreciate what she had done for me and realized that and had to fix it. She told me that it was okay, and that’s what she’s here for. To be there when we needed her. She just needed me to understand and return the favor sometimes. I told her that I understood. That when I am capable, anything she needs I’ve got her back. My youngest sister walked in later, that day. It was put in my mind to ask her about school and whether or not she had the classes she needed. But somehow she started to talk about it. My mind just went for a twirl. I smiled and told her, “ You know what? I am so proud of you. For going to school and just for trying. I know it’s hard especially being a single parent.” See we don’t talk to each other that way. So she was taken. She sat there in silence for a moment and then she just opened up about a lot of things. My grandma stated that she should be a teacher…She was like naw…they don’t get paid enough. I spoke to her about my views on that and you know what? She actually listened. It felt so good. To take the negatives that we had been facing and turn them into positives with just a few simple words. I thanked God for the courage to do so.
I feel my “walls of Jericho” are tumbling down before my eyes. Later that evening, my grandmother was making some statements of concern, as usual. She said something about the possibility of my return to school. I thought about it and smiled. I am in school. Believe me, it’s no cakewalk. She stated that maybe I could find a job out here somewhere. I thought for a second and said, “God already has a job for me.” She looked at me smiled and said, “I see.” I have been touched in a way that no man could ever touch me. Through the Great Teacher, I have learned things no man could ever teach me. I have cried, but they are tears of joy…comfort. There is a willingness I never knew I had. Strength I’ve never known. I really and truly was lost. But through God’s Love, His Spirit has found me and now flows through me and I don’t ever plan of letting go. Not again. I’ve been brought out of the wilderness, Michael and I don’t wish to ever return. Not without Him directing my path with His Light. I don’t want to be without Him ever again. I don’t know what I was doing without God, but I do know that I don’t want to experience those feelings ever again. I used to feel so alone, even in relationships, I was so alone. I don’t feel so alone anymore. I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life. So here I stand. Waiting for my journey to begin. Not knowing exactly where it will take me, but having no fear in it’s unknown documents. Ready to learn everything I need to know to get the job done right. His purpose is now my own. I had to know why I was special. God is my Light, my Shelter from the storm, my Sight through the mist, my Provider, my Rock. (Sometimes I’m up, sometimes I’m down, Sometimes I feel like I’m level to the ground. He is everything to me. He waters in dry places. He’s Bread in a starving land. He is my Rock and Shelter and He holds me right by the hand. But when all this world forsakes me, close by my side He will stand. He is everything to me. The Lord surely will make a way out of no way…) I will hold on to God’s unchanging hand.

This world is in for a treat, Michael. They just don’t know it yet.

Though the nights of sorrow or here no longer,
I await the Knight whom appears through my slumber,
And it is by the gates of that artificial realm,
I wait
I wait, I hope, I wait-
Soon he’s there shining in all his splendor,
Exclaims that my love is sweeter then the morning dew,
With a whisper I say, “I love you too”
But once again, I must awake
To a feeling that I just can’t shake
He feels so real, when I’m there,
My imagination, takes a strong hold of me,
So I imagine what it would be to touch his hand, to press his cheeks to mine, to trace his lips with my finger tips
To run his water after a long day, to loosen his tie when he’s under great stress,
I wonder what it would be to gaze into his eyes, deep into his beautiful soul,
I think would I have to request his presence or would he just feel my need and
Return to me.
I long to make his laughter my own, to kneel beside him in prayer, to welcome his guests as my own, to wink at the inside joke,
To be just that, his partner, his co pilot-
So, I wait,
I wait, I hope, I wait,
By door of my reality…until the night falls where I return to the gates of that artificial realm…*****

Wow…it’s 3 in the morning here. I’m so sleepy, but I feel the need to let you in on some things. Michael, God has been working on me in ways I never thought I would ever live to see. Then news of your reported passing came. I just as well as the rest of the world was shocked and distraught. Last night, as I tried my best to get some sleep, I pondered over everything I had just written above and promised myself that once I was home I could write to you. However, as I prayed another thought was put upon me. I needed to tell you everything as I have seen it. I was assured that it was okay to let you in on these happenings and you would understand.
When the reports started pouring in, it didn’t feel real. I remember at that point in time not wanting to miss the memorial, which I raced home from work to see. I would search the internet for anything, new developments, old music, new music, interviews…anything to keep you here for a little while longer. However, I still moved on with my life. I was trying to move into the store management position, trying to save up the money to purchase a car, trying to be the best mom I knew I could be. But my life proved to be changing. I say about a month after your reported passing, I had a series of dreams.

The 1st dream will be the one I shy the most away from, but you need to know. Only it wasn’t like a real dream…everything about it felt real, Michael. I felt you. I knew it was you. As I remember the feeling I got was so intense. It was as if I was locked in a passionate embrace, just an embrace but I found myself so connected and not wanting to let go. It’s hard to describe, these words do me great injustice. When you broke away from me I awoke to that same feeling. I just couldn’t stop thinking to myself, that was Michael, please come back. I had never felt such intensity in my life…my heart throbbed with pain. The morning came and I tried to put it out of my mind. It wasn’t real…was it?
Is it possible to feel someone’s energy without them being there?

The 2nd dream…this dream the only thing I remember was standing somewhere I didn’t know where I was…I looked over and there was a crowd of people…and you. You looked my way noticing that I could see you… pointed at me as if to say you see me…I nodded my head. You quickly walked toward me, I felt as if you were trying to get away from the group of people you were standing with…clutching your throat and trying to talk…and right before I awoke…I felt the word poison but I wasn’t sure…

The 3rd dream I had was probably the trickiest. I was walking down a strip. I felt like I was in a Spanish or Mexican market of some sort. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man looking at me, but I ignored him. Later that same day I was around the same area, but this time my mom was with me, and the same guy is sitting at a table trying to act like he’s not staring at me, but he is. I tugged at my mom and asked her if she saw the man. She asked me what I was talking about. I said the man at that table…and then he looked at me again…and quickly looked away…I told her to look the man at the table there with the red shirt and black hat on…I told her I felt like I knew him…she tried to get me to talk to him, but I decided not to…I kept walking…Then out of the blue I was in this arena. Not just any arena…I could tell it was a bullfighting arena…and there was this lady in red standing not too far from me…I could see this huge gate before me and I just remember her dancing around and the crowd cheering…when all of a sudden the gate was let up and this huge white tiger jumps out on her…She’s terrified…and I just wanted to scream…just then the scene stayed the same but the players changed…the man I had seen in the village came running over to me and he was laughing…so hard…he was laughing so hard he fell to the ground…It was at that moment I realized who he was…it was you Michael…I started yelling at you…I was so angry…I just remember being so angry…I said, “How could you…why did you do that…that was so mean!” You got up and walked to me…I said, “I know who you are…I know who you are!” You looked and me and smiled mischievously. Your eyes turned black, and you walked off. As I still tried to demand you tell me why you did what you did…Then I awoke. That one was a tricky one…I didn’t get it and still kind of don’t…but somehow I felt like you might have been in Mexico or something of the sort…

The last dream…I was walking around trying to get some things together, I didn’t know what for, but I was readying for something. I felt like I was one of the people in charge…I remember all of a sudden this stage was there before me and a band was playing and you didn’t walk onto the stage…you just kind of appeared…and although you looked different in this dream…I knew it was you…the crowd just got so big all of a sudden and I remember just looking up at you and thinking wow…You seemed taller…stronger…more magnified…And then that was the end of the dream…

I didn’t have anymore dreams after that…nothing came to me…for probably a month. Within that month, I lost my job…I was so sad…and tried to pick up and find another job. But I had no luck…

Then all of a sudden I’m on Youtube one day…and I really happened to come upon some videos claiming that you were still alive…I thought to myself…Here we go…
But the 1st claims were so believable…could it be…then I said no… it’s not logical…keep it moving. The next few days, however; I couldn’t help but navigate to Google and start looking for more proof. That’s when I happened upon Cassandra Gretchen-Sims. I started reading peoples questions…there statements of hope and was rather intrigued with the whole idea…but I needed proof. So I left a comment…it was rather long but I just felt the need to join in the discussion. Some time later I read about the 33 clues…this was after I watched the movie of course. At first I was like, this lady is pulling everyone’s chain. But I was game…I started to think you know what after the little proof I had seen, if anyone could pull this off…Michael could. I came up with my 1st 33 findings and thought I had done pretty darn good. I went back to read it and it was gone…I thought well maybe Derek pulled it to read through it or something…It was gone for 2 days then reappeared… but in moderation…I thought if they read it…why is it in moderation… I left it alone…
Then for some reason, I’m watching the History Channel…come upon all this new knowledge…by that night…I’m reading through the archives on Derek’s sight…I come upon the story about Jesus healing 3 kids in a hospital. I read the part where one of the kids said that Jesus told him, that as long as he remembered no harm would ever come to him…and I literally broke down. Something hit me hard…I was balling. I felt this surge through my body and just kneeled on the floor praying so hard and asking for forgiveness…I’ve told you this already…about the dream I had when I was a kid before I learned anything about God…I got up with tears on my face and overheard on the TV about the apocalypse and the fight between good and evil…and The moment I walked in the room they were talking of the devil…and that’s when everything started flooding back into my mind. The past year, everything my friend told me…she repeated to me that I was a part of something bigger…and it would be revealed to me. This was It!
The next day I decided to walk around the track behind my grandma’s house like I normally do. This day would prove to be different. As I walked and jogged I went over and over in my head all that had been happening to me…I asked God to help me figure out what it was I was suppose to do. I really hope you don’t think me weird when I tell you this part, but I’m sure you won’t. As I was walking, I sort of went into this zone…I looked at this little tree and walked off the track and sat in front of it…I looked around me and I looked up into the sky…I felt like I should close my eyes…as I closed my eyes…I felt like I was drifting through a space…I opened my eyes and it was it was as if someone told me to walk that any question I had I could ask. I started asking questions in my mind and they were usually answered before I could get the question out. I was told to keep writing, to go back and write. I wanted to know why…I was told I was needed…and I had to write it would be the only way you(Michael) would know who I was…I asked when I do this how will he know where I am? Before I could get the answer out…the answer was, “I will send him to you.” And that was that…I felt like He had to leave me and was told to go back and write. I think about that moment now…and I’m still in awe…
After this, I started reading the Bible. I had this notepad and I would write things down, that I felt were important. I would literally pray that God show me what I needed and opened the Bible. I didn’t ever know what I was looking for…I was lead to it. It’s like the day I felt the need to go to the bookstore. I found 2 books that I just happened upon that had valuable information. I recorded my findings and that was that…That same day…I left the bookstore, walked across the street to the mall and watched your movie again…
That’s when I saw the ring around Ortega’s neck and the crucifix around Payne’s. God is so Amazing…I tell him that all the time…I couldn’t wait to get back home and start writing…I felt like I had limited time to get it written so I was up late hours trying to get all my findings into one cohesive thought…my brain was fried in the end…but It was all worth it…I didn’t know what would happen after I posted it…but I something told me that once I posted it, I would never see it again on the sight. And I still haven’t. I gather, I did something right? LOL…I thought I was finished but I wasn’t I kept finding new things so I would go back and post my new finding with the old and repost…Then I finally finished reading Genesis…and was in awe once again…I posted those findings and haven’t been able to post the same one again. It’s automatically discarded now…you guys are good. But then I noticed something else. Every single posting I ever had that was left in moderation, was pulled. I couldn’t find one. But now they are back up again…all of them except for my 33 clues…in moderation. I thought, what does a girl have to do to prove she is down for the cause? I’m still under moderation?
It’s put in my heart to go on a 3 day fast…So I did…the 3rd day came around and I was home free…I had a small hunger pain but somehow felt so fulfilled…it was weird…I took a shower, prayed while I was in the shower and as I got out of the shower, felt someone say 1 more day. I was like, hhhmmm, what….One more day. I said if it’s Your will then okay. As I got dressed, I sat there and all of a sudden felt the need to go outside. I’m walking and once again go into this zone. This time more information comes to me…This time I was told that I was to be with you…that are union was blessed…I was distressed…not me…but I felt somehow assured…then I was told it was okay to eat.
This would have all been a dream, but I was awake…I was definitely awake…

Then I witnessed two separate miracles. The 1st I went outside, I felt like I should not have gone but I did anyway… I remember talking to God and asking when I would be able to see Michael…but as I was walking I felt something behind me…it was 2 big dogs…one was black the other was black and white…and his eyes scared me. I know not to run so I just walked and hoped they wouldn’t pick up their pace…I turned to look at them and surely they looked as if they were sneaking up on me, but every time I looked back they paused a little…It was the weirdest feeling I had gotten from any dog. I was afraid, so I quickly slipped into the fenced in area of the baseball field and put the brace down on it…I walked into the dugout and the dogs followed me along the fence. I noticed the black and white one trying to get in through the fence and I just started singing “Silent Night” I know funny! But it was the 1st song that came to mind and it comforted me. The dogs stayed for about 5 minutes or so…and then decided to walk away. They were taking forever to walk away though…as they got up the road I could still see the big one…but just then the fenced swung open…and it was as if someone told me to go straight home…I thanked God, he had to know how scared I was.
The 2nd , and yes everything happens outside in the same area…it’s so big and I feel closer to God when I’m out there. But the 2nd one, as you have probably guessed, I was outside and and walking around the track when once again , I zoned out and walked off the track like I was going back home…all of sudden I stopped in my tracks, looked toward the Sun and closed my eyes. I just stood there…and when I opened my eyes I looked around me and the grass was green…when I say green…I mean in the middle of summer all around me was green…I tried to rub my eyes I thought I was seeing things but it was green…all over…no brown patches…I just ran inside…and kind of put it to the back of my mind. It rained the next day, but the day after that…I was back outside. This time as I walked I looked at the ground surrounding me and noticed how barren some areas were and the brownish patches in some of the grass and this feeling overcame me. I told myself there was no way this was the grass from a few days before…I kept walking into the field, just in awe…then I was overcome with emotions and just started crying…I kneeled there in the grass and screamed so loud…I prayed…I got up I screamed some more… I thanked God for all that he had shown me…sat on the table by the park for about ½ hour…just enjoying life really and truly for the 1st time…taking it all in….

Then I was handed another dream. In this dream, I kept walking to my grandma’s door looking out of her window. Someone kept knocking but every time I went to the window, I thought I saw someone, but I didn’t want to let them in. But the knocks kept coming…then there was a knock at the back door. It was my sister, and she was trying to get in the house, but something was blocking her entry…the door was wide open but she couldn’t get in. So she just gave up. I walked back up to the front and someone knocked on the door again…this time the window was bigger, kind of like how the window would look on the door to a ship or something. This time I smiled and opened it. It was an adult and a child…I told them to come in…My sister was standing to the side…and she was eating …there were others with her…her friend walks up and starts to talk about something that happened on the news, I was momentarily intrigued and started to question it but as I went to open my mouth, I looked up into the sky…
I saw the sun and the moon right next to each other…don’t ask me how I knew but the sun was totally blacked out…the moon was so red…I suddenly got this since of urgency, I looked at my sister and in a pleading sort of voice I told her I loved her…and she shook her head no and backed away and continued to eat with everyone else…I was saddened but I had to close the door. Right before I woke up, November 6th came to mind…I don’t know what that means though…As I laid there a few tears fell from my eyes, I felt I heard a voice tell me that now I was ready…I just said a quick thanks and tried to go back to sleep…But then I realized I was falling, my heart was falling…and I cried myself to sleep.
2 nights ago, I dreamed I was asleep in the front bedroom, a nurse burst into the house…she said she was here to get me ready for my trip…she had to take some blood or something…I turned around and went back to sleep…just then my oldest son came and stuck me in the leg with the needle…I pulled the bag out and the nurse came to retrieve it…she looked at the bag and said you got to give more than that and left…
I thought to myself, well that’s messed up you take my blood and it’s not enough…then it came to me, that I had one more chance to…and I needed to write to you once more…I had to give my energy once again…Well, I was all in…I just didn’t know what more there was to tell you or for me to find…Well you know what happened last night…at my friends house…God revealed to me once again…

Last night, same night I was at my friends house, I dreamed of you in a house, but it was you as a kid. There were people I couldn’t see that were in the house with you, but you came to me. You were full of hugs and laughter all the time…I could feel your attachment to me…but then I lost you…I was sad until you were given back to me, still in childlike form…you’re so innocent…it’s beautiful…and there was a point, that I made you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, because I knew you liked them…but soon after you started to eat it you pushed it away…my friend in the room started laughing at me… he asked you why you wouldn’t eat it…you told him it hurt your mouth…then you realized what you said…and I pushed the sandwich away smiled at you and started to pull you into a hug…I told you it’s okay, peanut butter can be kind of sticky sometimes, to which you smiled and me as if you couldn’t believe I understood…My friend was like how did you know why he didn’t want it…I said, ‘I just feel things when it comes to Michael” Later, a call came over the phone, I answered, it was an investigator, looking for someone, I told him I didn’t know, but deep inside I did…I looked around me and all of a sudden, there were cops surrounding me inside the house. They had their guns out but they were all pointed to my left…I was told to get out…as I left the house I thought there was something I had forgotten…I turned around and ran toward the house in fear…screaming your name…I ran back into the kitchen desperately yelling at the officers where is he…what did you do with him…and one officer still holding his gun pointing what seemed to be west…pointed behind him, you were laying there in slumber in this huge cupboard…I snatched you up quickly and carried you out of the house…praying the whole time that no harm had come to you….I felt so much love for you, that I needed to protect you…I didn’t get it how much love I had for you until this dream…
The whole dream took place in a kitchen, the entire time you wore no shirt.
Michael I’m still trying to figure all of these dreams out…the one with the moon and sun came to me the very next day…in the beginning of Acts.

God works in mysterious ways, I have done a complete 180 in a short time span.
You’re right Michael, we don’t have much time…I’m waiting. I realized why I was in moderation…God showed me that you had been reading my posts…but I wasn’t the only one…it was a quick flash like I was right there… I trust you with this information I have given you…I trust and love God…Once again, I was told you needed to know all these things…I trust and love you.

*could you do me a favor, the Popeye post I left , is still on the board. It’s very personal to me can you take it off. I really didn’t mean to share those feelings with so many eyes.
Thank you!*

I had to come back…I had to repost. I knew this would happen…there was a feeling of incompleteness…
I wish to revisit the glimpses and flashes segment of This Is It. I know that every image used is significant.
The satellite to me, has changed not only global communications but the way we are able to view the world. It is on a much grander scale than any time in history. As the satellites position is such a wonderful view, how it sits above the world…looking down. I feel this imagery was used to establish a form of communication to the world. You had to be careful how you did this…but you needed the people of the world to see things differently, to change their views on what they had become accustomed or rather desensitized.
The next image was of Mother Theresa. She is significant to works of charity. She catered to the poorest of the poor, loving them, providing for them, educating them. She understood the truth in good works and salvation through helping and loving your neighbor. This reminds of the story of the good Samaritan. Where lending a helping hand to someone in need is better than turning your head and walking past leaving it to the next person. If we are instilled with the thought of walking in another’s shoes, can those of us with a conscious choose then to show compassion. Love is the answer and the key to elevation of the human race.
The 3rd image is of the Berlin Wall (Iron Curtain) which established an eastern and western divide in Germany. The wall was brought down on (work to break this divide and ease tensions) begin on 10/3/90. At first, I believed this imagery was just significant to bringing the world and it’s many nations together as one. I looked at the date again. Michael you already know. The date alone led me to believe, you wish to establish order once again through God. With the month being the 10th month and the year as a sum total being 10 as well. The day being 3 man fulfilled by the Spirit of God. The sum of the month, year and date is 5. 5 represents creation plus another, God’s redemption. God’s creation has an undeniable way throughout history of sowing themselves into corruption. Love once again is the answer and the key, once we have understanding, then the choice can be made that may lead to God’s redemption.
The 4th image is of Princess Diana. I have to apologize here, Michael, but I didn’t look far enough into her significance. I remembered saying all of the people you used is somehow linked directly to your plan through you. I know that you were close to her. She understood you and vice versa. I didn’t realize how deep that understanding was until something inside begged me to go back and look into her death. I found this report that was done on the night she passed and it reviewed the whole evening as the situation unfolded. The Paparazzi was all over this…there were 7 arrests made that evening…but what brought terror upon me within a matter of seconds was how the photographers who had chased her vehicle that evening were so ignorant and seemed to have total disregard and respect for human life. They literally stood around after the car crashed and continued to just take photos, many of her in the light of her injuries and the others in the car as well. It was sickening. They didn’t offer to help, showed no remorse…it was all about getting the story and she lay there defenseless. For what, for money? I can see why you were outraged. As I watched this story play out on this documentary, I had an epiphany. The time it took for the ambulance to arrive…to the amount of time spent by medical staff trying to revive her. It stated she had suffered from cardiac arrest and internal hemorrhaging. Ambulance arrived within 9 minutes of the accident. For 2 hours they worked on her. However, in all 3 hours and 37 minutes after the accident she was pronounces dead. The level to which the photographers sunk to get those photos…
One the day of your reported passing, I read a report that said it took 9 minutes for the ambulance to arrive after 911 was called. But it took Murray 30 minutes to call them after finding you…The paramedics reportedly worked on you for 42 minutes. They then proceeded to the hospital where the staff reportedly worked on you for a little more than an hour. From all the times I read, I calculated and came up with 2 hours 33 minutes. I do believe, however; that the 2 hours was significant to the time that was spent trying to revive Diana. 33 minutes is your plan has been put into action and exposing the paparazzi/media is a major part of it. Your “death photo” is in direct response to the nature of the photos taken of her that evening. I made a statement about your chest having bruises on it. I want to apologize for that statement. I now realize why it was important for Ms. Hoffman wrote it the way she did. In the footage I watched of Diana, a man described her hair the way it fell from her face and then went on to explain how she had bruises on her and he pointed under his eyes to indicate where he saw these bruises. He said it looked as if she had been beaten. My heart dropped…your chest bruises…is it safe to say that the bruises on your chest…were to indicate that your heart felt like it had been beaten up…bruised itself…heartbroken. I’m so sorry, Michael…I really am.
The 5th image is of a race…I want to say we are racing against the clock. There is little time left to get things right. But I also think that as an athlete in order to win the race we have to condition or recondition ourselves. It takes hard work, perseverance, dedication, willingness. There is definitely a goal and a prize awaiting us at the finish line. It’s going to take time, but we’ll get there. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.
The 6th image is of Obama. Do you know what I see when I see him. I see a man who successfully came in and showed us as a nation that with the right attitude, we can achieve anything. He proved it, thus by winning the presidency. I not once heard him make promises, like prior candidates. What I heard was someone reaching out to us and saying this is my platform, change. Change won’t be easy, it takes time, but if we all say to ourselves, “Yes we can!” Just that small change in attitude, just think of the many things we can achieve as a people. Obama fueled the fire within a majority, even though he was of the minority.
The 7th image is of Nelson Mandela. There’s a movie coming out soon called Invictus.
Yes I know of his time in prison. Although I felt his innocence, what I came to feel the most about him was an unwillingness to be held within those walls of conviction. He used the time he spent in prison wisely…continuing his education…he didn’t fall to his circumstance. I read this poem, Invictus, and was thoroughly moved. “I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul” In the Bible, law made by man is seen as wicked where the only law is God’s law. So as a man of God, as long as you keep your focus on Him; as long as your faith and trust lies in him, you have no reason to fear any man or for the matter any judicial system or government. God will move mountains for you…defeat your enemies, and move you into a better position and give you His seal of approval to continue His works. Yes, Michael I am well aware of your own oppression. But just as Mandela, you never faltered in your heart, and God’s divine favor is upon you.
The 8th image is of you- A shepherd, a leader, a master teacher, revealed.

1. God 2. Salvation-through God’s works 3. Fulfillment and Order 4. Corruption in God’s creation without man’s fulfillment in His spirit. 5.God’s redemption – goal, prize
6. Man as ruler or having dominion over all things here on Earth – attitude reflects leadership
7. God’s divine favor 8. Revelation – It’s your time, to lead His sheep.

Wouldn’t Michael have come out of hiding after the multiple suicides that were committed because of his death?

Michael will come back during a show in occasion of the 1st anniversary of is ‘death’? Many thanks!

casandra…. I have been doing research by my own, the last thing that calls my attention ….is the order of the songs and what it says of orianthi’s new album “believe” a clue????

1.-According To You.
2. Suffocated
3. Bad News
4. Believe
5. Feels Like Home
6. Think Like A Man
7. What’s It Gonna Be
8. Untogether
9. Drive Away
10. Highly Strung
11. God Only Know

hello cassandra
pourquoi depuis le 13 novembre il n’y a plus de reponse et moi j’atend toujours les miennes bonne chance

Hi, has Michael paid of all his debt?

If Michael wants his hiding to be a secret, why would he let you broadcast that he is alive and let you tell him all of his answers to his fans’ questions?

cassandra
Michael passera a PARIS pendant ca tournée

is it everything ok? i see the last post was on november O.o
will this page not be updated anymore? I live in Argentina and i just read that he was here by Nov 13 -.-
kisses both of you!

hello micheal i will be there i will never let you part why have you not responed for a month what is going on are you still safe you really need to let us know your still with us its been to long waiting it makes me believe you are gone to heaven that you are not with us and this site is fake please let us know god bless love sandra ruck or email me at winniethepooh451@live.ca i will be there. waiting for your reply

Where is Cassandra??

Why hasn’t this been updated???

Was it all a lie????

Michael I love you and I trust you !

Cassandra： Hello. I wanna ask, how does Michael think about the earth? As he said, the earth is sick…I am sad when I see the animal was killed, the plant was cut, the children suffer the pain…why people have to kill each other? why people can not save the nature? Is the world death? I am glad Michael still alive, and I wanna say is I love him, and I want try my best to heal the world….speechless, love you,Cassandra.

Dear Cassandra,
Will he come to Indonesia?
(I’m a big fan of him, and I’m still 10)

que bien que no nesecita de un montón de gente para ser feliz,yo Hilda soy solo una sola persona que desea lo mejor para él ,gracias por todas las respuestas,Im love you more,te quiero mucho Hilda LL.S.

Dear michael

I just want to say that you change my world,I love you forever,miss you…

Dear Cassandra,
Did Joe(Michael’s father) know about Michael’s death hoax in the beginning or did someone in his family have to explain it to him?

TO：Cassandra（thank you )
MJ:
Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat, only thou and I, and never a soul in the world would know of this our pilgrimage to no country and to no end.
In that shoreless ocean, at thy silently listening smile my songs would swell in melodies, free as waves, free from all bondage of words.
Is the time not come yet? Are there works still to do? Lo, the evening has come down upon the shore and in the fading light the seabirds come flying to their nests.
Who knows when the chains will be off, and the boat, like the last glimmer of sunset, vanish into the night?
白衣飘 飘

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIl8gibIQXA
expliquez moi cette video si michael n est pas mort !!!!

Cassandra,

Someday somebody asked to you about Michael at Larry King like Dave Dave, and you said :”Oh you really pay attention.”
And know, I saw the same question and you said [''no, he did not. Cassandra'']
Can you tell us the truth?

Hi Cassandra!

The world are waiting for Michael at Christmas.Is this possible???

I love him so much!

Hi Cassandra!
The world are waiting for Michael at Christmas.Is this possible?

Kisses with L.O.V.E for you and Michael!
I love him very much!!!

The last question was answered on the 16th November, Why haven questions been answered for so long?

亲爱的Michael, 我是来自于新加坡的FANS，我爱你，一直以来你的音乐和歌舞都深深地打动着我们的内心深处，6.25对我真是个震撼的消息，整整两个多月我食不知味，感到绝望，直到有一天在梦里我清晰地梦到你亲口对我说平安，我的情绪才缓解。

Michael, 你说这有多么神奇，我相信这是因为你不愿意看到我们再悲伤了，所以来到我的梦里给我们提示。

从那天起我就坚信你还和我们在一起，你没有离开我们，我在中国百度论坛上开了一个“细节”贴，开始寻找你活着的证据.

感谢上帝，我们的辛苦没有白费，越来越多的朋友聚集在一起，寻找你和我们在一起的证据，现在这个帖子已经持续100多天了，我们清晰地接触到你还和我们在一起的证据，这让我们欣喜若狂，在我们心里最大的愿望就是只要你平安，只要你幸福就是我们最大的快乐！

我想把我们所有的思念都写下来寄给你，可是笔端的表达不及心中的万分之一，所以只能跟你说无论任何情况的发生我们都永远支持你，无论任何决定只要是来自于你，我们都无条件的支持，这就是我们的爱，那么简单，又是那么真诚。

Michael, 去做你喜欢做的事情吧，不要管别人怎么想，我们都是为理想而活，我们都是为爱而生，过去岁月的一切都证明你是那么善良和聪明，所以我们相信你，我们都在这里守候着你，只要你需要，我们就在这里！我们爱你，始终如一！

Michael, 如果你喜欢读我们的来信，那么我们将一直持续写下去，如果我们的信件对你有一点点帮助那就是我们最大的幸福，我想告诉你，在你不知道的远方我们对你的爱也一样灼热，我们对你的支持一如既往！

附：我们细节贴的地址，知道你不会看中文，但点击进来看看那三千多个回复吧，只要看一眼，那是我们在远方对你深情地说着：我们爱你，直到永远！

Dearest Michael, i am one of your fans from SINGAPORE and i love you! From the very beginning, your music, dance moves and everything about you touched me deeply. But, On the 25th of June 2009, i was devastated! For more than two months after i heard the devastating news, i have no appetite and felt really lost without you in my life. Until one day, i heard you talking to me in my dreams, telling me that you are alright. At that moment, my emotions became more stable and calm.

Michael, dont you think that it is so magical that i can actually hear you in my dreams! I believe that this is because you are not willing to see all of us continue to be sad and lost that’s why you came into my dreamland and tell me this news.

From that day onwards, i strongly believe that you are still with us and haven’t left us. Immediately, i went on to the Chinese Baidu Forum and posted about how i feel, about you haven’t left us and started searching for evidence that you are still alive.

Thanks to God, all my efforts have not gone to waste. more and more friends gathered together and started searching for more evidence together. This post has been continuing for more than 100 days and now! We totally believe that you are still alive and with us. As long as you are safe and happy, it will be our biggest joy!

I want to write down how much we missed you and how much we love you but how can we express our love just by writing down using a pen? All we can say is that we will always support you ! No matter what kind of decision you made, as long as it’s your decision, we will support it! This, is our love, so simple yet with so much care and concern.

Michael, go do whatever you feel like doing. We live for ourselves but not for others. From the day you started singing and performing, everything you did proved that you are very talented, kind and smart. That’s why we believe in you and will always support you. Whenever you need us, we will be here for you, supporting you and loving you. We love you, forever and ever!

Michael, if you like reading our letters to you, we will continue writing and hope reading our letters will help you a little and this will be the most meaningful thing that has happened to us. I want to tell you this, even if you have never been to the place we are at now, our love for you will still be the same and we will never ever stop loving and supporting you!

ps. This is the website of our post and replies. Although you dont understand chinese but just looking at all the replies from your fans which is more than 3000, you will understand how much we love and care for you, forever and ever!

http://tieba.baidu.com/f?z=638646595&ct=335544320&lm=0&sc=0&rn=30&tn=baiduPostBrowser&word=%C2%F5%BF%CB%B6%FB%BD%DC%BF%CB%D1%B7&pn=0

Cassandra! In the press that Paris put a chain together with Michael in the coffin, who saw in Paris coffin?

MJ, no matter what…we all support you.

怎么办？不会英文那，MJ我爱你！我们千千万万 的中国粉丝爱你！我们坚信你还活着！只要这个世界还有爱，你就一定活着！敬爱的MJ啊，我们支持你所有的决定！所有的!好好的保护自己，好好爱惜身体，请记着，我们需要你！！！任何时候都需要你！！！

I just want to let MJ know, as long as he pleased and no longer has any hurt, even if he no longer appears in public, we would not blame him, our only hope is that his life was very good very happy!love what he loves, Because we are one!

Hello Cassandra!
does Karen Faye also knows that Michael has faked his death?because she has publiced a foto from his grave and is always talking as if he has died (I mean,withoug giving any clues to the fans)
thank you! [Elisabeth, Karen Faye would certainly seem to be in the dark on this subject. Cassandra]

you said that Michael will make a great world tour, but Michael never liked to tour, how do you explain this?
[Munique, I don't explain it. I simply report that Michael has said he will tour. That is good enough for me. Cassandra]

why mj announce about fake death very fast? [Joe, Michael is a mature and intelligent man who does things according to his plans and best instincts. In this case, he didn't want true-believing fans to go long without news. Cassandra]

can Michael take care about my cat while i’m abroad on christmas time??? :):) [Me, no. Perhaps you can ask your psychitrist if he will pet sit for you. Cassandra]

Is it dangerous for Michael, does he want people to stop,to do “hoax”investigation online? [Raphaelle, I don't understand what you are asking. Cassandra]

È truth that the DR Conrad Murray, is an actor who already worked in 2 films. (The Plague and 24 hours). [Elvis, I don't know. He is, however, an MD. Cassandra]

Did Michael disappear because of his comments about Sony? [Fred, no. Cassandra]

How can Michael get in and out of countries without being recognised? [Fred - where have you been for the past 30 years? Michael is a master of disguise ... and identity. Cassandra]

Where is MJ now? [ST, for the moment, Argentina. He is moving around a lot. Cassandra]

did michael disguise himself as dave dave on larry king live?

on an old post u said “u might be on to something” and in a recent post u said “no” . [Paddlepop, the answer is no, BUT, Dave Dave "may" have been operating with help from Michael. That's all I can say. Cassandra]

Cassandra, Michael knows we need it back? He has this consciousness? [Rose, yes. Cassandra]

How will Michael return without being in major legal trouble for faking his death and the financial gain his estate is making off of it(fraud)? [Jennifer, how dare you accuse Michael of fraud! He is earning income from his music and movie. That isn't fraud. That is business. Cassandra]

Why Michael’s family sometimes gives interview that makes us so sad and so sure he died? It hurts us deeply. Michael can not ask them to stop? [Marcia, your concern is noted. But, as we have made clear, Michael will not address questions about his family in a public venue. Cassandra]

Dear Cassandra,
The most important question for me right now is, How is Michael feeling and is there anything we can do for him?
Thank you from the bottom of my heart and lots of love
Tracy [Tracy, Michael is feeling much better, with drug withdrawals no longer tormenting him and he also is gaining strength every day. His attitude is good. He told me, "I'm happier than I've been in many years." All looks good for his comeback! Cassandra]

Story that Michael Jackson would be a sperm donor is true? [Daniella, yes, true. Cassandra]

Another question, I wonder if Michael Jackson went to Larry King Live program disguised as Dave Dave, much discussed in the network, but I do not think there disfreazado appeared anywhere. [Marisa, no, he did not. Cassandra]

Is there any “Illuminati” conspiracy behind Michael’s hiding? [No. Cassandra]

The autopsy reports also part of the plan? [Anna, yes, absolutely - and a big part of the plan at that. Cassandra]

Dermot o Leary said Michael was ripped but he clearly wasn’t in this is it. Why? [Tom, Michael IS in This Is It, although there are body doubles in there, too. Cassandra]

WHEN WILL MICHAEL LET US KNOW OF HIS RETURN WILL THERE BE CLUES WEEKS BEFORE HIS COMBACK? [Cassandra: No additional clues. He simply will "appear as if from nowhere." Note to fans - I already am getting letters asking multiple questions and that are laced with comments. Remember: I will only address comments that ask ONE question and DO NOT include comments. You can comment on other sections of this blog. I want to help you and answer all questions. But everybody - you must abide by the rules.]

Is there a particular reason why MJ chose June,25 2009? [The numbers 2 and 5 = 7 ... a "perfect number" in many forms of numerology.]