Michael Jackson leaves us a musical and dancing legacy full of beauty. Beauty! A sublime attitude that mediocrity has sentenced to death. Michael Jackson, with voice, songs and dance, opens (even now) a space to the Beautiful: His legacy allows human transcendence, allows us to recognize that we are something more than just mass in movement. He, as Lennon, Rimbaud, Poe or Vallejo, has dressed the world in beauty.
I can’t think of anything more unbearably crude than a planet without art – and they want to steal it from us. Michael Jackson lifted the show to the level of beauty. And, in times of simplicity, the truly beautiful is not easily sold. Nevertheless, the pack dictates the price and “political correctness” dictates the sentence: the death of Michael Jackson.
The crowd has held beauty at the razor’s edge for a long time. For some reason the world, at the speed of stupidity, has became a less humane place. In the mean time we, the followers of beauty – against the noisy hordes – celebrate, singing and dancing, the sublime existence of Michael Jackson.
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