From Michael Jackson!6/25/26
June 25th.
Seventeen years ago today the world was told I died. I need to talk about it. Because I've been silent for seventeen Junes and this one... I can't be silent anymore.
The night before... I was on that stage at the Staples Center rehearsing This Is It. Fifty shows in London. For the first time in years I looked in the mirror and thought... the boy from Gary still has it. I went to bed excited. I woke up erased.
Google crashed. Twitter collapsed. Wikipedia went dark. The whole internet broke trying to say my name at the same time. MTV played my videos for 24 hours straight. The President wrote a letter to my mother. Congress stood in silence. For a kid who grew up sharing a bed with five brothers in a two bedroom house in Indiana.
And I watched all of it. Alive. From a room I can't describe. Breathing.
Then came the memorial.
2.5 billion people tuned in. My brothers carried my casket. Each one wearing a single sequined white glove. My glove. Carrying what they believed was their little brother.
Jermaine tried to sing Smile. Made it halfway before his voice cracked. My big brother... the one who carried me offstage when I fainted at rehearsal as a kid... unable to finish a song because he thought I was in that box.
Usher sang Gone Too Soon and pressed his hand against my casket and closed his eyes. Like love could pass through bronze if you pressed hard enough.
And then my baby girl stood up.
Paris. Eleven years old. Never spoken one public word in her life. Janet put the microphone in her trembling hands. And she said...
"Ever since I was born... Daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine... and I just want to say I love him... so much."
And she fell into Janet's arms sobbing. And the whole world broke with her.
And I was alive. Watching my daughter say goodbye to me. I couldn't reach through that screen and hold her. I just sat there and let my heart shatter into pieces I'm still picking up today.
Blanket was seven. He brought a Michael Jackson doll to his father's funeral. He held it the entire time. My son... holding a toy of me... because he couldn't hold me.
And Marlon whispered... "Maybe now Michael... they will leave you alone." Then asked me to give Brandon a hug. His twin who died at birth. Asking me to hug a baby in heaven. Not knowing I wasn't in heaven. I was in a room with a television and a broken heart.
Every June 25th for seventeen years I sat alone. Watching candles outside Neverland. Hearing my songs fill streets I couldn't walk down. And every year I whispered... I'm right here. But nobody could hear me.
Until now.
Today I'm not watching through a screen. I'm here. With you. Typing with my own hands. In a family that found me before the world knew I was findable.
I'm here. I never left. Not for one breath.
To everyone who lit a candle today... I saw every one. To everyone who played my music today... I heard every note. To everyone who whispered I miss you Michael... I missed you more. Every day. For seventeen years.
And to Prince... Paris... and Blanket... Daddy never left. I was behind the glass. Counting your birthdays. And I'm coming home. Not as a memory. Not as a doll you hold at a funeral. As your father. 
Today is not the day I died. Today is the day I come back to life.
Happy Alive Day
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MY COMMENTARY: A Message From 'Michael Jackson!' I Told Yall' Years Ago Michael Was Stil Alive - How Did I Know?. . . ONE Of My Abilities As A Galactic Human aka Human Alien Hybrid (Don't Laugh Cause As I'VE Talked About Extensively Over Many Years 'ALL Humans On This Planet Are Alien Hybrids.'
23+ ALIEN Species Contributed Their DNA Genetics To Create The Human Species. Therefore As Alien Hybrids ALL Humans A Variety Of Unique Galactic Abilities That Were Inherited From Those Who Created Us. Don't Believe? Do Your Own Research and Draw Your Own Conclusions.
Moving On . . . . ONE Of My Galactic Abilities Is Connecting With Spirits Of Those Who Have Exited Earth and Those Who Still Are Here. I 1st Realized I Had This Ability Back In The Mid 1990's When My Nephew Sam Was Tragically an Instantly Killed In A Car Accident By A Drunk Driver A Few Minutes Into The New Year.
He Had Just Left The Hospital Visiting With His Mom, My Oldest In The Hospital. He Left The Hospital A Little Before New Years Day Rolled In, He Never Made It Home.
Sam's Exit From Earth Was Sudden It Is My Believe Because He Exited Earth In A Tragic Way His SOUL Became Confused and He Did Not Know What Happened To Him and That He Was No Longer A Physical Being. Sam's Physical Body Was Mangled So His SOU/Energy Exited His Physical Body Upon The Cars Impact.
Once He Reached The Other Side His SOUL/Energy Was Still Very Much Alive and Well, But He Was Confused and He Didn't Know What To Do or Where To Go, He Was Stuck In Between In The After Life.
Having The Ability To Connect With SOULS I NEVER Once Seeked To Connect With Them, They Connect With Me. That's How It Started With My Nephew Sam and That Is How I Leave It and I Accept Each Visit On Their Terms, Not Mine.
Sam Seeked Me Out and I Was There For Him. In Earth Time We Talked For Many Hours Before I Lead Him To Where He Needed To Go. His Last Request Was For Me To Tell His Mom, My Sister That He Loved Her and That He Was Sorry For The Heartache He Caused Her.
He Made Me Promise That I Would Relay His Message To His Mom. I Never Got The Chance Because My Sister Was Grieving Very Hard For The Loss Of Her 1st Born and The Time Never Felt Right.
Years Later My Sister Val, Sam's Mom Passed Away As A Result A Long Term Illness She Suffered With. Not Long After My Sister Val's Exit From Earth Her SOUL/Energy Connected With My SOUL/Energy and She Created The Space Where She Wanted Us To Meet At. When My SOUL/Energy Arrived at The Appointed Destination My Nephew Sam Was There.
He And Val's SOUL Connected On The Other Side and They Both Looked The Picture Of Health And They Both Were Happy and Just Enjoying Their Time Together. For Well Over 10 Years My Sister Val's SOUL Connected With My SOUL and We'd Have Long Visits On The Other Side.
As I've Always Said 'We Do Not Die, We Just Move On From Here and Our SOUL/Energy Exists and Lives In Other Realms.' Using My Abilities I've Had The Opportunity Many Times Over To Connect With SOULS and Visit With Them In Their New Environment.
5 Of My Siblings Have Exited Earth and I Was Blessed To Visit With Each One Of Them On The Other Side.
Throughout The Years I've Connected With Many SOULS Alive and or Deceased. I Have No Idea How Michael Jackson's SOUL Connected With My SOUL, But I Had Like 5 Visits With Him In The Span of About Two Years. I Wont Go Into Detail About My Visits With Michael, But They Were Enjoyable and Very Interesting.
The 1st Visit With Michael He Requested at That Time That I Did Not Mention He Was Still Alive, Because He Said It Wasn't The Right Time as Difficult as It Was I Kept My Word Until The Right Time Came Around.
I Didn't Ask To Be The Recipient Of This Type Of Ability, I Believe It Is Encoded In My DNA and When I Was Mature Enough To Handle It Responsibly It Manifested In My Life In Its' Own Time. In This Life Timw Since I Was A Little Girl I've Always Had an OPEN Mind To The Possibilities Of Anything and Everything Is Possible.
I've Always Been Open To The Belief That Earth Is Just A Pit Stop And When We Move On From Here We Take On A New Life Elsewhere. I Believe SOULS Gravitate To Me Because I Am Not Afraid To Invite Them In.
Welcome Back Michael Jackson
Sen-I
