Last
night I had a dream. It was weird, but I could actually feel myself
lifted to this strange place. It wasn't a location I was used to. Yet it
felt so surreal . I could see a figure appearing like in a cloud
and out of nowhere. Music was playing. The person I was visualizing
was more like a soft silhouette of someone, but hard to see, but I see long
hair. It looked like it was Michael.
I could see that Michael wasn't thin anymore, as the silhouette became more
in focused. It was Michael and he seemed more happier and stressed
relieved than I ever seen him before.
He
wasn't dressed like an angel or anything. In fact far from it. He didn't
sport wings as we all picture. He had on a white tux, if you can fathom
that. It sparked when he moved. His shoes did as well. His hair was
amazingly long, soft and wavy and oh so beautiful as it covered his his face
and also sparkled. His face glimmered in the light he was putting out.
Speaking of his face, it wasn't pancake makeup white as we knew him, he was
back to his normal color again, and his features were soft and
gorgeous. When he smiled it his eyes had star like quality.
I
stood there in shock, scared, didn't know what was going on, yet he
reassured me it was okay. He took my hand and we began to dance. ( Now this
part is going to sound weird, so bare with me.) We were dancing, not on a
floor, over glistening water. I seemed nervous, Michael kept saying it's
going to be alright. Somehow that didn't make me feel safe. I was scared I'd
fall into this strange looking water with a smoky haze surrounding and
drown. The music was beautiful, soft and sweet, land there wasn't anyone
else around except for Michael.
Then
the music stopped. I held onto Michael for dear life. We didn't walk, we
sort of flew, as if he was Peter Pan and somehow sprinkled fairy dust on me
to fly along with him, up into some nearby some trees. We sat on the largest
branch there was overlooking other clouds and lights in the sky.
Michael began speaking to me in a low tone. He sounded a little sad
and I could see in his eyes -- tears. I asked him what was wrong? He said,
I am not happy at what I am seeing down there. He went on to explain,
that he was also troubled by those in the business taking his unfinished
songs and piecing them together to sell them off to fans, creating remixes
and claiming it's his voice when it's voiceovers. Those songs are awful,
they're not done and how could they dupe my beloved fans like this.
He was choking back what I thought were tears as he continued to go on,
they're not meant to be out there like this. If I were there I would never
allow any of these things to happen. I was always a perfectionist. My work
was sizzling, it wasn't quite done. They're not ready. As he spoke,
he wasn't angry or anything, he was just frustrated because what was
happening was out of his hands.
It's the will of someone else now to worry about.
I told him maybe you're family could help and try and resolve this issue
before it becomes any worse than it has. Arguments are breaking out and
everyone, including fans are disgusted at what is going on. Yet
somehow I felt he didn't seem that was the answer either because once it's
done...that is it.
Michael was more worried about his children, than anything else, really. He
misses them so much. He sends signals down to them to be good. Appears in
varies ways to let them know that he is okay. He knows one day his
children, especially Prince will see to it that his affairs will be as they
should. Right now things must go on.
As I
sat and listened, I noticed his image was dimming a bit. It was hard to hear
him. I hurried and said we miss you Michael and said we were sorry if we did
anything to hurt you. Weak...he said no...just don't give up and don't be
at odds with one another. Remember what lessons I've taught each of you.
Remember to do things in Love. Remember to keep me in your hearts, never
forget me.
Then I
began to feel funny, the dream was coming to an end. I couldn't say goodbye
to Michael. I kept saying don't go...don't go..and I woke up crying hard and
shaking. I don't know why this dream now and why it happened. It just did
and it's so surreal and mysterious...especially now.