любовь не может быть болью, любовь – это прежде всего вера

I сan’t say that I was a fan of Michael
Jackson, but I really grew up on his songs and clips. I remember as a child, I
sat all day and recorded with the music channel of the best video clips of
Michael, because they are - incredibly beautiful, like little movies, telling
individual stories, even if you do not fanateesh from Michael, you can not stay
indifferent to these works because they show an incredible man with incredible
plasty, which simply can not tear off sight. I still can not believe that he
passed away …because he has always been and will remain in my memory the most
energetic, lively superman, he was as a hurricane, a whirlwind that is simply
not compatible with the word death. He is truly the king, the last king,
because he was a founder of a good, high quality, this pop music, and with his
death - died this pop music. And all that remains - fakes, soulless, not
expressing, not carrying a global sense, carrying his songs. I recall one of my
favorite of his songs: «she is out my
life», I always cried for her, but now, crying, and thinking about him, wants to rephrase: he is out my life… he is
out my life…. and it cuts like a knife ... You're the best! and the greatest!