Blessed be Michael Jackson!Blessed be for all the years you made us Dream,Sing & dance!

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~From a headstone in Ireland


Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality. ~Emily Dickinson

Oh precious Emily, I cannot more agree with you dear!
You that I never met you are loved and thus immortal to me like a sister I have felt so close to.

We really have to LIVE & LOVE now.

love that video so much
so moving.

I do believe in a continuity though but still it's better to enjoy this lifetime, this experience in this body and this life to the fullest so we keep learning, growing for even greater future existences, other kind of experiences and maybe even other kind of dimension.

Death is not stopping.

I couldn't help crying, how could I?
And what for?
I am an emotional and hypersensitive person and whatever my beliefs are , death is sad.
It brings nostalgia,so many memories,a time of our life and also the fact the person won't create anymore.

And creation, art of any kind is something utterly meaningful to me.


There are those people who've somehow became associated to your childhood, your good times, the holidays in car across the country or even to Greece or Turkey with my parents and friends.
Ha! the lovely 80's and early 90's!
Loveliest time,carefree and somehow things looked realer than now maybe because of this pure feeling that we didn't need much at that time.

We knew how to be happy with what we had, then everything happened at once, and the more we got new technology and new things the more we wanted new things in every fields of our life.
That's perhaps why our era sounds so soulless.
Maybe I'm just a nostalgic or whatnot.
Maybe I'm just aging.

But is it a lie that children are lacking innocence nowadays?
everything is told to them way too early, we prevents them from dreaming longer, from enjoying this carefree time and from believing in magick, wonders and all.

Call me idealistic.I'm proud of it.
I will always believe in faeries and I am not the only one.

I feel I am so aware of the way our societies have been, we always see this.

When watching Pekin Express( a sort of real tv show about a race around Asian countries which is a very human kind of tv show according to me)we see that, how people in those poor countries are so more welcoming, how they invite people to sleep or eat in their home, while we are all barricaded in our home, to protect ourselves, we're all suffering from the ambiant stress and general mistrust because nowadays everyone can become a killer.

It does not mean I am hopeless about this world, of course not.
Just keep wishing we would all be more human.
I am often criticize on my big mouth, my being so damn frank and my expressing my anger.

But I am real and so human.
Utopia by alanis M.
this is still one of my most favourite song, because of the beauty purity and energy it has.

And I do believe that this mourning the Great Michael Jackson we are all united in this sharing of sorrow, of knowing how we're gonna miss him.

I kept for several years hoping he would do another album, something brand new!
He could have! He definetly could have blown us away once more!
He did so many times.

He made us dream, feel good, sing in car trips, laugh, dance.

I remember when I was ten years old I was deeply in love with him!
I even fell in love with a boy that to me looked kinda like him, maybe he did.
I remember he would brush his hair like Michael in songs like Billie Jean ;)

Billie Jean
I still sing out loud in my car when listening to that one I must admit!shameless!
But how not to want to dance and sway while singing that song ^_______^
it's full of a great energy!

I loved dancing listening to Michael Jackson, I loved his trick!
It should have been a shocking things but for children we often laugh at this and loved immatating him with my brother François.

we were fans.
Even my parents!
I believe especially my father, who would put up the volume whenever there was a Michael Jackson song on the radio and sing out loud.
I believe I kept that habit from my father (laughing)

I remember my girl friends at that time always told me and thought my father was so cool because he would sing Michael Jackson
But I was not close to my father at that time.
Yet when we shared this passion for M J we were together, united!

I love how Music has definetly this power to heal the world, to spread such a wonderful energy that people commune together.

Black or white

I have some tapes where I recorded my voice and my best friend of childhood D. when we were singing " Heal the world"
we were about 12/13 years old and we were just learning English,so it was cute to hear our accent!
I would love to listen to this tape now but Modern world I don't have any tape players anymore but in the car, then it means I'll have to throw away memories?

These memories were precious to me.
There are on these tapes the moments of the unique time of my life when I still loved my younger bro when he was a baby.
Then this love died away or turned into hatred, but as Hatred is useless I decided it Ignorance was bliss.

Bad

Yes I am not a perfect person I am a human being.

Smooth criminal

Michael Jackson has rocked my childhood.
I believe I have loved singing and as a child and teen I would sing with him all the time ;)
then I loved Kurt cobain early too ;)
but I still loved MJ at the same time.
Later around 13 I had a passion for Lenny Kravitz ;)

Music has always been a passion since I was born;)

I have a picture of me being about 5 and with big earphones of the 80's listening to rock music!

Music is a healer, a smile on your face when you don't feel good.
That is why we look up to those stars, they really make a change in our life.
It's not just being fan insane and wanting to know what they ate yesterday, I am not that kind of fan, I don't care.
I am an admirer of artists and have always been.

Heal the world

I love people who are true givers, who have this beautiful energy to share, to give Blissful emotions to others, the ones who make us dream, who Inspire, who spread the Love and hope!

I have always loved that and will always.That is always what I aspire to, to make people dream, to inspire, to keep creating with pure love energy and to spread it around.
This said I'm not comparing to those genius I admire, but I believe we are light wavers to unite this humanity, to awake the humanity in others, to make them Feel again and remember.

What truly saddened me is that Michael Jackson had been dragged in the mud for so long, people only wanted to criticize him and he couldn't be free at all.
yeah the kind of same attitude towards famous people like with Britney spears.



How honoured and impressed must Britney have felt on that day!
She has been blessed to sing with him really!


In the closet

People well mostly paparazzi have to spread shit on the hero, on the people who are so admired around the world.
Is it just envy?
Is it just money?

I also am quite aware that people will keep making joke even about his death of find ways to criticize, insult who they think he was and whatnot.

I wonder how these people sleep at night.
No dreams anymore for them.

It's definetly okay not to be a fan or even that MJ's music is not your cup of tea but then don't try to tarnish his memory what's the point in that?
Would you feel better then?

I will never believe MJ would have abused or hurt a child. Never.
He may have depression and a strange closeness with children right.
I also believe he was so rich that people would have done anything to ruin him getting some.
Whatever his personal life or his problems I think we love an artist not for his private life that should be none of fucking business!
We loved him because he made us dream and we all should have been perhaps more grateful for this instead of throwing him in the mud on the public place!

why you wanna trip on me

I am sure I am not the only today who is heartbroken by this death and who will live with this sweet feeling of nostalgia.
I am sure a lot of people on this planet are crying because of Michael Jackson's death and have those childhood stories to share about him.
I believe it's beautiful.

I truly hope they will make a real deserved homage to him on tv to remember, to mourn, to sort of say goodbye till later!

You know I would have a hard time believing a child of the 80's cannot have a memory with an MJ song:)
If you want to share with me some of your memories or thoughts about this death , please feel free.

You know he will surely be for us like for instance the death of John Lennon was for our parents.
A tragedy, somebody who will be missed and still admired long time after his death!

And I listened to John Lennon as a teen so I believe I can imagine my children(when I'll have her)listening to MJ one day.

We all dig in our parents musical past.
Especially when Music is a real important thing in your home, it has always been like this with my parents.

For sebastien and I too, music makes us feel good and inspired!

I wish I were in L.A now to be able to be their for MJ's funeral, not as a morbid desire, but to feel the love of humanity.

Why each terribly sad event of all kind unite us is not a mystery. Empathy is what make us HUMAN.

Empathy is the greatest LOVE on Earth and one of the Purest.



With all he did, with all his care and involvement, I can only believe on top of being an amazing and one of kind artist that a lot have imitate or got largely inspired by, he was also a Beautiful Soul.

The kind of person who is commited and don't only thing about life in pink or himself.

I wonder what Tori amos will express about this death, I don't know how at all what she thought about MJ.


Nobody will ever sing or dance like him.
He will be remembered and missed a lot.




He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupery

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran



Blessed be Michael Jackson, peace out to all his fans and the people,friends and family who loved him true for his art and humanity.

randomness and nostalgia

I feel weird...I don't really know what to think...
I guess I'm feeling kind of worried but I don't really want to write it down.
not like that not here.

I have spent a nice weekend at my parents.
First we went to Lille to buy beautiful watercolor paper...I can't wait to use them but I'm not sure if I can begin anything today, feel tired.
Beauty's in the paper! really! I would have never thought this before! it makes me so happy & excited to buy quality watercolor paper, I always love to imagine how all these white pages will be colored and be alive.

Weekends sometimes make me feel lonely. I dont know. less emails maybe...silly me...

I love seeing my parents, it's always a lovely time for me. Always good food, some laughters, conversations, memories,sharing...
I think my parents are more and more important to me...
I just can not imagine my life without them in this world!

Just like that episode when George homalet loses his father in Gray's anatomy...such a pain
I am sensitive like that, I feel like crying.
I just identify can imagine, I would just feel the world collapse down my feet...I just can not really imagine this you know...
why thinking of it then?

I dont know, I can't deny death, I can't just scorn it to forget about it...I know it is real.

My parents are going for a week in Marocco, I hope everything will be fine and they will have a fabulous time there! They deserve it!

Sebastien has his first interview for a job as a graphist tomorrow
I will surely drive him there because seb can't drive ( no insurance)and trains are few :P

Then Tuesday he will take place a test near Lille to be a graphist as a civil servant which means security of wages for us, but also BIG moving if he is selected!

well if he is selected he will have to take place to another test anyways and then if he succeeds he will have to choose between Paris, Paris suburbs or Lyon

I think both are polluted cities, but as a location I d rather live near Lyon
Paris seems so awful to me!

I think I'd be depressed to live there ,really not for me...

I am so worried also by all these uncertainties
I know life is full of them everyday, we dont know what will happen
we go this or that way and maybe we make mistake
we give our trust or maybe will regret
we give our love and feel worried if it was right

but maybe it's just useless to worry, just wait & see, maybe I should not think about where I'll be and what I'll do in september just take life as it comes...

Perhaps.

When we came back from my parents, we went to a sort of medieval festival in the streets of Cambrai, there are still people in our street right now, all dressed in medieval times, doing small street theatre, there are shops too...

There was beautiful jewelries, fairies and trolls, so pretty ooooh and beautiful witches!! love that! there were all lucky charm.
love that.
I also wanted to buy me amber ear rings, I have always wanted these,dreamt sebastien would buy them to me one day? who knows...but still not.
well he was ok to buy them...just that I'd rather be surprised in fact.
I love ambers, yet it's not my color, or not a color I really like, I mean I have very hardly any orange clothes in fact...
It's like green I rarely wear green,I think it does not suit me well maybe...

well let's do my F list...

1)Friendship(without it life lacks colors I guess...)
2)Fire(fascination)
3)failure ( something hard to digest)
4)faillible( I think we all make mistakes, I try to be very indulgent and accept people's attitude even if sometimes it might hurt I try to forgive and see if things can be worked out if there is something behind their attitude, I dont forget people's potential...
5)forgiveness, I am very ambivalente about it sometimes yes sometimes no
it depends I mean.
there are things that cross my mind and I feel no ways this can not be forgiven!
but as for friends I think I can generally forgive.
I am sometimes daring to be naive and to be wrong, like the last time I gave Eva a chance, I thought she was real and sincere in her letter that this time she would not leave with silence to offer...she showed how she was feeling bad about her mistakes and though secretly parts of me knew she would do the same I just thought I couldn't close my door to her, soul sisters are so rare!
I knew she would leave, I knew it was a possibilities but I preferred to share the time she wanted to give me, I did not know how long or little it would be , I just enjoyed it deeply.
would I forgive again?
surely.
But it'll never ever be like before. I dwell in possibilities and sometimes it's just too late to find back what we had.

life is life. I don't feel any regrets though.
I think of her right now just because I got a full deco( decorated booklets to decorate a page and pass on and on from penpals to another and then back to the person its made for) made by her for me, writing to my dearest friend Helenina...

time flies...

but it's true that this made me think that True friendship is such a difficult thing to get, I wonder how people do to have friends with whom they keep contact and know it'll be forever, trust in this, they just feel it...

I have often felt it and been wrong. I dont know what to think.
But I love my friends.

6)Freedom, the most beautiful utopia, I mean it. Because I can't believe we are free
knowing we're walking this only big certainty to die and be separated from our beloved ones, ok, maybe not...maybe it's different, maybe I'm just scared, maybe I'm loving life too much...
I feel some freedom though in my art, when I write, when I can share my soul with beloved ones, when I love, when I want to give, it's a freedom because your heart feels so light and luminous...

I wish there would be more freedom of thoughts in this world, when I see women in some countries, I feel very sad...

7)fae child, the inner tiny fae spirit inside your soul that can teach you so much, that can tell you anything is possible at anytime of the day,this spontaneity, this cheerful enthusiasm, this inspiration , a deliverance maybe, freedom to be complete, to choose one's path listening to our muses

8)faceted, I think we all are, we bear different personas inside us, they all can teach us something make us act weird because of the paradoxes, it's what make each persons so unique... multi dimensional...


9)fading... some memories, infancy, childhood, I can recall a lot but things slowly fade away and if I reread old journal, especially those I was 13 I can find some treasures , maybe things that could help me understand myself better now and see what was wrong etc...who I was, who I am...

10)falling, that strange sensation when I fall asleep as if I were falling in the rabbit's hole( alice in wonderland) and my heart beats fast!

11)family, one of the most important thing to me.
I might not show it that much because I have been bred that way, but I am very attached to my parents, I love them so much, it's blood, love, memories, I can count on them anytime too and they are great people really!
I am lucky to have them as parents


12)feathers, love the word and love the peacocks one

13)flea markets, love them very much,so many things to find for a bargain but I dont go to them much, there is the biggest one in Lille in september, I can't wait for it, I ll find vintage photos,papers,ephemera, keys ...

14)flaw, I like some of them, little breaks and frailties in others, it is touching, I love when people can be vulnerable sometimes...

15)floating... reminds me a song by pj Harvey

We wanted to find love
We wanted success
Until nothing was enough
Until my middle name was excess

Somehow I lost touch
When you went out of sight
When you got lost into the city
Got lost into the night

I was in need of help
Heading to blackout
Till someone told me "run on in honey
Before somebody blows your goddamn brains out"

You shoplifted as a child
I had a model's smile
You carried all my hopes
Until something broke inside
But now

We float
Take life as it comes
We float
Take life as it comes

So will we die of shock?
Die without a trial?
Die on Good Friday?
While holding each other tight

This is kind of about you
This is kind of about me
We just kinda lost our way
We were looking to be free
But one day

We'll float
Take life as it comes
We'll float
Take life as it comes

But one day
We'll float
Take life as it comes

(when I see lyrics like that I cant write anymore, I get this feeling all the beauty in the world have already been written by the greatest)


thinking of it Jen I think you look kinda like Pj Harvey...


nothing to do, but this is soo cool to see both Great singer songwriter artist like this , so great, kinda cheer me up tonight!




While you are away
My heart comes undone
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn
The devil collects it
With a grin
Our love
In a ball of yarn

He'll never return it

So when you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

While you are away
My heart comes undone
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn
The devil collects it
With a grin
Our love, our love,
In a ball of yarn

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love


Good evening everyone...

and for the getting to know you at create a connection,I am totally late but Charlotte http://charleyana.wordpress.com/
asked for us to talk about music and memories attached to them...

I'd say any kind of music of the 80's reminds me the safety of childhood, the good times, innocence, when you think you will live forever, when you dont worry much...

Dire strait


Dire strait


Michael jackson

I was such a fan of Michael Jackson, you can still hear me singing 80's songs in my car out loud like a crazy girl ahah, it fills me with the sugary joy of travelling through times and finding my childhood again, I am such a chronical hopeless nostalgic

I could songs like Final countdown by Europe, ahah as a child I loved it so much!!
my type of guys ahah, exactly like the pretty boys in Jem and the holograms, one of my fav cartoons

Jem

hey don't cry fellow sisters of the 80's ;)