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I found this from a friend on Facebook, but it's originally from a site called "Inner Michael" for those of you that may or may not know about the site & the article was posted originally in December of 2009.
Hope you all enjoy it

I absolutely LOVE it!
I think it's truly one of the best articles about MJ .


♥Michael Jackson Fans♥

Michael Jackson's one great and serious love affair was with his fans. A common exchange between Michael and a fan was:

I love you Michael.
I love you more.

He wasn't kidding. He meant it. Literally. Lots of entertainers profess to love their fans, but will not go out of their way to be kind or to see them certainly, as a force or a cultural base to change the world. Many rockers have been known to take advantage of vulnerable female fans. Michael had opportunities to do just that but was restrained and respectful of his fans, especially females. Michael seemed to feel not only their love, but their pain in not being able to express their feelings for him with physical closeness. Those feelings were not unrequited. But Michael seemed to understand that not being able to access the object of adolescent crushes and first loves is exquisitely painful. He was wise to that and able to feel it. Michael frequently dissolved into tears on stage after or during an encounter with a female fan.

An exquisitely lonely man, Michael admitted to his pain of separation and described that loneliness to many who knew him. He was one of the most visible people in the world and yet one of the most lonely. Imagine being in a hotel room in just about any city in the world with adoring fans camped outside your lodgings and not being able to see them, access them, chat with them or have any meaningful interactions. Imagine all that love coming toward you and not being able to access any of it personally, closely, physically or with sexual fulfillment. Michael called himself a gentleman when it came to women and the typical Rocker story exploitations of fans are glaring in their absence.

Michael would often hand write multiple copies of notes to fans while in his hotel rooms and sneak downstairs to glimpse his fans who were diehard and camped out silently near and around hotels just to be near him and his energy. Or he would write them notes that proclaimed that he could feel their love through the walls and would profusely thank them for their love and loyalty. He is known for delivering them himself if it was safe and at other times his security would hand them to fans. Have you ever heard of a Rockstar who did that? Michael would often direct his staff to purchase and deliver blankets and pillows to fans who were camped out in the cold overnight.

In his concerts in the 80s and 90s Michael would have bodyguards either allow or bring a fan onstage to be with Michael and dance with him while he sang a ballad, often She's Out of My Life. He did this consistently despite confessing that fans sometimes scared him because they tend to forget manners and convention in their frenzied state and they can pull hair and cause bodily harm. What is remarkable is what happened with each of those fans who made it onto the stage to touch him. Winding their arms around him not wanting to let go, they would vocalize their love for him with I love you, Michael, obvious with lip reading.

Many times they sobbed uncontrollably. Sometimes they fainted. One female fan fainted while standing with him on stage and Michael gently lifted her, carrying her across the stage to a bodyguard while he continued to sing. Every time, without fail, Michael would hug female fans genuinely and tenderly while firmly spanning and cradling the back of their head in his hand. Who does that? Only a man who understands women and knows what love really feels like—being held securely and cherished with a simple gesture. Often he would display the chivalrous bowing before the female object of his attention. Michael loved. He loved tenderly. He loved fiercely. Its in his body language. And the one steady object of his adoration was his fans.

At his arraignment before the 2005 trial, he leaped onto the roof of a car to wave to fans and to have his videographer capture their presence and support at a difficult time in his life. Michael had his crew film everything. He was heavily criticized for that gesture. The media categorized it as a circus atmosphere, the judge didn't appreciate it and to those who didn't know Michael like his fans and who didn't know what fans meant to him, saw it as disrespectful to the process and as cavalier and arrogant.

That gesture was to thank the fans, acknowledge them and to reassure himself that despite the circumstances, he was still beloved and that fans hadn't deserted him. Michael's gesture was spontaneous and typical Michael. He gave no thought to how it might be interpreted by the cynical audience and media frenzy that surrounded that trial. In every country he visited, Michael might jump on the roofs of vehicles to avoid the crush of rushing and aroused fans or to give them a better look. But the public had no way of knowing that. Michael's constant and only support during the five month ordeal were his fans and family. The absence of celebrities or friends flocking to support him was jarring. Michael needed his fans and to feel their love in order to withstand the relentless legal and personal assaults on his character during the gruelling five months of that trial. He needed their energy to prop him up to withstand the daily barrage of insults and assaults upon his personhood and character. Fans got him through the trial. Fans and family.

I didn't know about Michael Jackson fans until after his death. I supposed he had fans, but I didn't really know them until I began researching about Michael and his life. Michaels fans are all over the world and number in the millions. The Thriller album sold more than a hundred million copies.

Like any other celebrity, Michaels fans are steadfast and loyal but there is an element that goes beyond the worldly manifestation of fan clubs for other entertainers. The exchange between Michael and his fans is, well otherworldly. There is a tone surrounding Michaels fans that is hard to describe. Its as if each of them knows him personally, defends his reputation and his honor at any and every offence or assault, and they are kind and loving people. I began to read their postings as I began researching after his death and it became quickly evident that they all love him and believe implicitly in him and his character through everything that plagued this man throughout his lifetime. They have the facts; they have the evidence to back it all up. Because they follow everything about Michael, they have a context and a history that others are not privy to. Michael Jackson was and still is beloved. Agape? Of course. But he was and is beloved in the spiritual sense of the word. And it was not unrequited.

Michaels fans have followed every event of his life; they know every career turn; they know all the albums and lyrics; they have followed press reports about the superstar; they know all the data. But something else defines Michael Jackson fans and I am at a loss to convey in any understandable terms. There is an unusual almost ethereal communication among his fans and his relationship with them was highly unusual. It is hard to describe and even harder to understand. But there was an element of recognition—a love force or energy, an energetic exchange between Michael and his fans that transcends norms. It couldn't be seen with the naked eye but it was there. Its as if they feel each other. Whatever it is or was, it is a new kind of language that the rest of us dont speak.

During the 2005 trial and at other times, Michael Jackson fans were described as rabid or in some way unreasonable. Often they were depicted as being a little or a lot loony but that is simply not the case. They also were thought to be so enamoured and blinded by the star that they abandoned all sense of propriety, reality or reason when it came to anything Michael. But that too, is simply not the case. MJ fans, as they call themselves know the man. They have a kind of advantage over the rest of society in understanding what non-fans and critics saw as eccentricities having simple and plausible explanations. To them it was Michael just being Michael. Because they know the history and have a fuller context of who Michael Jackson was. They have a mental timeline of who Michael was and what he did and there was a deeper understanding than the general public. They dont excuse his behavior or overlook it because there is no need to. They understood that Michael was different and they fully accept that and see it as a grand reason to love him even more. This historical knowledge and timeline does make a difference—it places events into a context unavailable to most.

True MJ fans which is a moniker, speak with one voice regarding his character and his interactions with people and particularly with children. They even have a common language. One of the things that stands out when reading comments by his fans is the familiarity of all of them with what they call MJ haters. There is something unsettling and disturbing about the practices of these so called MJ haters. They show up on blogs and postings belittling him, his appearance and his character. They appear to be mostly males, mostly conservative Christians by the language and the slant of their posts, and they have very graphic and explicit damning things to say about his interest in children. They have twisted it into a caricature of thick, dark human shadow. They dont seem to be aware that Michael Jackson was acquitted of all charges in his much publicized trial. Not guilty does not make for good tabloid fodder or economics and the yellow press milked the publicity in order to sell copy, so it is conceivable that these males actually did not hear or understand that the trial ended with a favorable outcome for Michael. But the peculiarity and specificity of their language is especially disturbing. Its violent.

One has to wonder why these MJ haters as they are called, bother to monitor the Michael Jackson fan areas and take the opportunity to spew a vile brew of accusation, sensation and condemnation toward a man long ago found innocent. Its not unusual to see duplicate postings on several sites, sometimes using the same name and obviously the same author. Those postings smack of sexual arousal, machismo gone rogue and a parallel thread of violence. It is obviously designed to arouse someone, but whom? It appears autoerotic. It does get a reaction. These comments are often followed by a true Michael fan commenting later to ignore the hater. Apparently the fans have experience with this kind of bating. It is apparent also that no amount of factual intervention will convince the unenlightened. There is something really disturbing about the nature of these entries and how forceful they are.

Freudian theory would suppose that the haters themselves are latent homosexuals who project their hatred of themselves and their closeted sexual identity confusion onto a representative target—i.e. Michael Jackson. Jung would probably say they are displaying their own impotence with a demonstration of jealousy twisted toward a well known man who criticized and lacked machismo, embodied androgyny and sexuality and who aroused the paradox of sexual and maternal feelings in females. That too is evident in the comments by female fans who remark about Michaels body. That has always been true; the sexual awakening in young females often finds a safe and inaccessible target. And they swoon. It was true for Elvis fans in his day and Frank Sinatra before him. The screaming of Beatles fans illustrates the same phenomena.

Michael was beloved everywhere in the world. No matter where he went, there were throngs of fans who loved Michael. The irony and paradox that stuns is the knowledge that he could not go out into public and interact with those who loved him because he would not be safe. While it is touching to be the target of so much love and adoration, the fame comes at an enormous cost. No privacy. No friends who know you just as Michael and not as Michael Jackson the mega-star.

Like any public figure and especially a celebrity, Michael attracted fans that could meet the definition of crazed but they arent many. I have corresponded with Michaels fans from all over the world and have found them to be thoughtful, dedicated to justice, generous, philanthropic and highly intelligent. They range from children to doctoral candidates. And almost every one I have interacted with have Michaels ministrations and message in mind—change the world and make it a better place. Love more. And I can tell you from personal experience—they do.

Michael Jackson's fans saw in Michael a light. A light, a love and a goodness that was a shroud that surrounded Michael's being. He shone and his love was shimmering. Fans knew it because they could feel it. It was that real and that palpable. And it is because of Michael that they are committed to making the world a better place. Michael was the messenger. His fans now are the message. Watch. Listen. Learn. Meet a Force that means to change the world.
You ever want something
that you know you shouldn't have
The more you know you shouldn't have it,
The more you want it
And then one day you get it,
It's so good too
But it's just like my girl
When she's around me
I just feel so good, so good
But right now I just feel cold, so cold
Right down to my bones
'Cause ooh...
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home...
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There's a ghost down in the hall
There's a ghoul upon the bed
There's something in the walls
There's blood up on the stairs
And it's floating through the room
And there's nothing I can see
And I know that that's the truth
Because now it's onto me

Don't understand it
Hey
Don't understand it!
Aaow

There's a tappin' in the floor
There's a creak behind the door
There's a rocking in the chair
But there's no-one sitting there
There's a ghostly smell around
But nobody to be found
And a coughin' and a yawnin'
Where a restless soul is going

Don't understand it
Hey!
Don't understand it
Hey.

And who gave you the right
to shake...
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The Way She Came
Into The Place
I Knew Right Then And There
There Was Something Different
About This Girl

The Way She Moved
Her Hair, Her Face, Her Lines
Divinity In Motion

As She Stalked The Room
I Could Feel The Aura
Of Her Presence
Every Head Turned
Feeling Passion And Lust

The Girl Was Persuasive
The Girl I Could Not Trust
The Girl Was Bad
The Girl Was Dangerous

I Never Knew But I Was
Walking The Line
Come Go With Me
I Said I Have No Time
And Don't You
Pretend We Didn't
Talk On The Phone
My Baby Cried
She Left Me Standing Alone

She's So Dangerous
The Girl Is So Dangerous
Take Away My Money
Throw Away My Time
You Can...
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Here come ol' flat top
He come groovin' up slowly
He's got Joo Joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

He wear no shoe shine
He's got toe jam football
He's got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free

Come together
Right now
Over me

He bag production
He's got walrus gum-boot
He's got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down through his knees
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease

Come together
Right now
Over me
Come together babe
Come together babe
Come together
Come together

He roller coaster
He's got early warning
He's got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good looking 'cause he's so hard to see

Come together
Right now
Over me

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[1st Verse]
There's A Steam Beat
And It's Comin' After You
You Can Take It
If You Only Let Your Feelings Through

[Refrain]
So D.J. Spin The Sounds
There Ain't No Way That Your Gonna
Let Us Down
Gonna Dance Gonna Burn This Disco Out

[Chorus]
Groove All Night
Keep The Boogie Alright
Get That Sound
Everybody Just Get On Down

[2nd Verse]
Got A Hot Foot
Better Freak Across The Floor
Join The Party
And We'll Keep You Movin', That's For Sure

[Refrain]
So D.J. Spin The Sounds
There Ain't No Way That Your Gonna
Sit Us Down
Gonna Dance 'Til We Burn This Disco Out

[Chorus]
Groove All Night
Keep The Boogie Alright
Get That Sound
Everybody...
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My baby's always dancin'
And it wouldn't be a bad thing
But I don't get no loving
And thats no lie

We spent the night in Frisco
At every kind of disco
From that night I kissed
Our love goodbye

Chorus:
Don't blame it on sunshine
Don't blame it on moonlight
Don't blame it on good times
Blame it on the boogie

Don't blame it on sunshine
Don't blame it on moonlight
Don't blame it on good times
Blame it on the boogie

The nasty boogie bugs me
But somehow it has drugged me
Spellbound rhythem get me
On my feet

I've changed my life completely
I've seen the lightning leave me
My baby just can't take
Her eyes off me

Chorus:
Don't...
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I'm Headed For The Border
It's On My Mind
And Nothin' Really Matters
I've Got To Be On Time
Look In The View Mirror
Is He Hot On My Tracks
Is He Getting Nearer
I Guess Some Heat Is On My Back

(Speed Demon)
Speedin' On The Freeway
Gotta Get A Leadway
(Speed Demon)
Doin' It On The Highway
Gotta Have It My Way
(Speed Demon)
Mind Is Like A Compass
I'm Stoppin' At Nothin'
(Speed Demon)
Pull Over Boy And
Get Your Ticket Right

And Nothin's Gonna Stop Me
Ain't No Stop And Go
I'm Speedin' On The Midway
I Gotta Really Burn This Road

(Speed Demon)
Speedin' On The Freeway
Gotta Get The Leadway
(Speed Demon)
Doin' It On The Highway...
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I'm Gonna Make A Change,
For Once In My Life
It's Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .

As I, Turn Up The Collar On My
Favourite Winter Coat
This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind
I See The Kids In The Street,
With Not Enough To Eat
Who Am I, To Be Blind?
Pretending Not To See
Their Needs
A Summer's Disregard,
A Broken Bottle Top
And A One Man's Soul
They Follow Each Other On
The Wind Ya' Know
'Cause They Got Nowhere
To Go
That's Why I Want You To
Know

I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
I'm Asking Him To Change
His Ways
And No Message Could Have
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World...
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Como la brisa
Tu voz me acaricia
y pregunto por ti

Cuando amanece
Tu amor aparece
y me hace feliz

Me conoces bien
y sabes también
que nadie te querrá como yo

Tú me haces sentir
Deseos de vivir,
Junto a ti por siempre
Tu amor es mi suerte

Tu voz me llama
tú eres quien gana
en mi corazón

Porque me has dado
Algo sagrado
Con tu pasión

Me conoces bien
y sabes también
que no puedo vivir sin tu amor

Y cuando no estás
no hay felicidad
Mi vida no es vida
si tú te vas

Todo mi amor eres tú
Todo mi amor eres tú
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Cuando no estás
no hay quien me de lo que das tú

Pues todo mi amor eres tú

Noche...
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Looking out across the night-time
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear her voice shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs

Get me out into the night-time
Four walls won't hold me tonight
If this town is just an apple
Then let me take a bite

If they say, why, why? Tell 'em that is human nature
Why, why does he do me that way?
If they say, why, why? Tell 'em that is human nature
Why, why does he do me that way?

Reaching out to touch a stranger
Electric eyes are everywhere
See that girl, she knows I'm watching
She likes the way I stare

If they say, why, why? Tell 'em that is human nature
Why, why does he do me that...
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[Mystery Lady]
there's something I have to say to you
If you promise you'll understand
I cannot contain myself when in your presence
I'm so humble
Touch me
don't hide our love
Woman to man

[Michael]
she's just a lover
Who's doin' me by
And it's worth the giving
And it's worth the try
You cannot cleave it
Or put it in the furnace
You cannot wet it
You cannot burn it

She wants to give it
(She wants to give it all, she wants to give)
Dare me
(She wants to give it all, she wants to give it)
She wants to give it
(She wants to give it all, she wants to give it)
Come on
(She wants to give it all, she wants to give it)...
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[Verse 2:]
She told me her name was Billie Jean and she caused a scene.
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one, oó,
((Who would dance on the floor in the round.)) Oó!

[Bridge 1:]
People always told me, "Be careful what you do. Dah!
Don’t go aroun' breakin' young girl’s hearts."
(Hee-ee-ee.)
And mother always told me, "Ah, be careful who you love,
And be careful what you do 'cause a lie becomes the truth."
Hey-hey.

[Chorus:]
((Dah-Billie Jean is not my lover, oó,))
((She’s just a girl)) who claims that I am the one.
(Ooo, baby,)
((But the kid is not my son.)) Ooo! Oó!
((She...
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My life will never be the same
Cause girl you came and changed
The way I walk, the way I talk
I cannot explain
These things I feel for you
But girl you know it's true
Stay with me, fulfill my dreams
And I'll be all you need
Ooh it feels so right, girl
I've searched for the perfect love all my life
All My Life
Ooh feels like
I have finally found a perfect love this time
I have finally found, Come on girl

You rocked my world, you know you did
And everything I own I give
The rarest love, who'd think I'd find
Someone like you to call mine
You rocked my world, you know you did
And everything I own I give
The rarest...
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My baby's always dancing
And it wouldn't be a bad thing
But I don't get no loving
And that's no lie


We spent the night in Frisco
At every kind of disco
From that night I kissed
Our love goodbye


Don't blame it on sunshine
Don't blame it on moonlight
Don't blame it on good times
Blame it on the boogie


Don't you blame it on sunshine
Don't blame it on moonlight
Don't blame it on good times
Blame it on the boogie


That nasty boogie bugs me
But somehow it has drugged me
Spellbound rhythm get me
On my feet


I've changed my life completely
I've seen the lightning leave me
My baby just can't take
Her eyes off me


Don't blame...
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I don't like it, baby
When you're stopping me on the floor
'Cause the more I keep on dancing
The more I keep wanting some more


I don't care what you're saying
You're talking in my ear much too loud
And the music's taking my body
On a trip from nine to five


Keep me dancing all night
All night, all night


Gonna dance up fire
Calling engine number 109
There ain't no chains to hold me
Gonna burn this place down till five


You can't stop this fever
'Cause my temperature is burning hot
And all I wanna do is dance, dance
Sweating from my face to my feet


Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
Keep me dancing all night
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Back cover of 'Thriller 25' album.
Back cover of 'Thriller 25' album.
Background Info
Written by Michael Sherwood, David Paich, and Steve Porcaro during the Thriller sessions and recorded in 1990 as a contender for Michael's album Dangerous, but it wasn't released at the time.

This song then surfaced on the internet towards the end of 2002.

Final version released on the Thriller 25th Anniversary Album.

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The Lyrics
Sun comes up on this new morning
Shifting shadows, a songbird sings
And if these words could have kept you happy

I'd do anything

And if you feel alone, I'll be your shoulder
With a tender touch, you know me so well
Somebody...
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posted by Beatit
If you call out loud
Will it get inside
Through the heart of your surrender
To your alibis
And you can say the words
Like you understand
But, the power's in believing
So give yourself a chance

'Cause you can
Climb the highest mountain
Swim the deepest sea, hee
All you need is the will to want it
And uhh, little self-esteem

So keep the faith
Don't let nobody turn you 'round
You gotta know when
It's good to go
To get your dreams
Up off the ground
Keep the faith, baby, yea
Because it's just
A matter of time
Before your confidence
Will win out
Believe in yourself
No matter what it's gon' take
You can be a winner
But you...
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posted by Beatit
If I could tear down these walls that keep you and I apart
I know I could claim your heart and our perfect love will start
But girl you just won't approve of the things that I do
When all I do is for you but still you say it ain't cool if there's somebody else, he can't love you like me
And he says he'll treat you well, he can't treat you like me
And he's buying diamonds and pearls, he can't do it like me
And he's taking you all across the world, he can't trick you like me

Chorus
So why ain't you feelin' me, she's invincible
But I can do anything, she's invincible
Even when I beg and plead,...
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Michael Jackson
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For other persons named Michael Jackson, see Michael Jackson (disambiguation).
Michael Jackson


At the White House in 1990
Background information
Birth name Michael Joseph Jackson
Born August 29, 1958(1958-08-29)
Gary, Indiana, United States
Died June 25, 2009 (aged 50)
Holmby Hills, Los Angeles, California, United States
Genre(s) Pop, R&B, rock, soul
Occupation(s) Singer-songwriter, record producer, musical arranger, dancer, choreographer, actor, author, businessman, financier, philanthropist, inventor
Instrument(s)...
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