The Michael Joseph Jackson Tribute Page – Celebrating the Life and Legacy of the World’s Greatest Entertainer With A Heart of Gold


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This page is lovingly dedicated to honoring the late Mr. Michael Jackson: August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009

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Psalms 112: 5 Good will come to him who is generous and lends freely, who conducts his affairs with justice.

A Beautiful Tribute By Judith Hill, “I Will Always Be Missing You”

The month of June used to be an ordinary month.  It represented the end of the school year for most kids, the beginning of summer and the escape from everyday life known as vacation.  Nothing has changed about that, but what did change is that now June also represents a month of tragedy and pain since the untimely death of Michael in 2009.  I cannot tell you how hard it is for the fans and most importantly his family.  Despite our sorrow, it is my hope that we will use this time to reflect on what Michael meant to us and the world.   As we approach the second anniversary of his death, I asked myself what would Michael probably say to us now that two years has passed.  It is my personal belief that he would want us to continue to work for the causes that meant so much to him.  Let’s begin by hearing what Michael had to say in his own words:

Michael J. Jackson ♥ღ His Dream Of L.O.V.E

Did you hear what Michael said at 3:16 – 3:36?  His heart was for children and the world around us.  He said that he would “stick with it until it was done!”  Oh god that gripped my heart so!  Did you feel it too? He kept his word until the very end of his life.

Michael lived by the following scripture below.

Mark 10:13 “And they brought young children to him, that he should touch them: and [his] disciples rebuked those that brought [them].  But when Jesus saw [it], he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.  Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein.”

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WHEN BABIES SMILEBy Michael Jackson

When dreamers dream and kiss their lover
And rainbows weave and splash their color
Those are moments so gloriously alive
We take the plunge, take the dive
Into the abyss
We are suspended awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Those are moments when fate is unsealed
Nothing is impossible and we are healed
We can soar, we can fly
Walk on fire, navigate the sky
In the light of a glittering star
There’s no distance, nothing is far
Those are moments of innocent guile
In the glow
We are suspended awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Those are moments when the heart is tender
When seascapes gleam in magnificent splendor
When the laughter of Heaven reverberates the Earth
And we are renewed in a new birth
In a timeless Eternity
In the angels’ fraternity
We romp and roll
The playground of our soul
In the twilight
We are suspended awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Those are moments we’re one with God
All is well, nothing is odd
In silent reflection
We feel our perfection
We are the source, we are the crucible
Nothing can hurt us, for we are invincible
There is no sin, there is no sinner
We can only win, we have felt the glimmer
In the bliss
We’re floating awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Kingdoms topple, lose their class
Civilizations crumble, ages pass
Turbulent tempests ravage the seas
Violent killings, despite our pleas
But dewdrops sparkle when children play
Tyrants cry, there’s nothing to slay
Fairies dance and goblins sing
All are crowned, all are king
In the Garden
We frolic awhile
Those are moments when babies smile

Michael loved and cared for all the world’s children. It did not matter to him what nationality, color, religion, status or background they came from.  They were ALL his children!  He would do anything to help a child be happy, healthy and safe.  Most of all, to feel loved!! ♥ ♥

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Planet Earth Is Crying Out!! Are you Listening?

Michael loved our planet and urged us to take responsibility for it.  In 2009, Michael stated in the documentary “This Is It” that we had four years to get it right.  We haven’t done a thing and time is running out.

Planet Earth Poem – Written By Michael Jackson

Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid

Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn’t true
You are my sweetheart soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.

In my veins I’ve felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of history
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm
Were turbulent tempests in my own form
I’ve licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste
In your beauty, I’ve known the how
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now

Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn’t true
You are my sweetheart gentle and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
Planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you

What a beautiful heart he had to write such powerful and loving words.  I love hearing him read it.  I feel what he was feeling when he wrote it.  But that’s the kind man that Michael was. 

Michael did all that he could until the day that he died.  Now I ask, “Who will pick up the torch and carry on the vision?”  We can say that someone else will take care of it but who is someone else?  The government? No!! It starts with us!!  We have been in mourning, now it time to start making a difference in the world and show love to each other.   We have to find a way out of the darkness and find something positive to do with our grief.  Michael was always positive no matter what he went through.  He looked for ways to spread goodness and kindness. Can we do this for Michael?  Can we do this for ourselves and for our children and future generations?  They are growing up in a much different world than we did.  They don’t know what it was like to live in simpler times.  We have to show them and teach them the way.  We don’t have time to fight and bicker about things that shouldn’t matter.  Many people are already making a difference, but I am calling on those who have not to do something.  Look deeply within your heart and find out what your gift or ministry may be.  Maybe it is working with the elderly, tutoring children, beautifying your community, taking a stance against crime, violence, poverty.  Whatever it is, JUST DO IT!!  I believe that God will be pleased and Michael would be happy knowing that his fans or even non fans are making a change in the world.

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The Call of Excellence

Now that the call has been made, let us strive to do it with excellence.  Everything that Michael did, he did it with perseverance, love, hard work and determination. Philippians 3:14  “I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”


The Epitome of Artistry

The Masterful Performer


“Consciousness expresses itself through creation.  This world we live in is the dance of the creator. Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye but dance lives on. On many an occasion when I’m dancing, I’ve felt touched by something sacred.   In those moments, I’ve felt my spirit soar and become one with everything that exists.  I become the stars and the moon.  I become the love and the beloved.  I become the victor and the vanquished.  I become the master and the slave. I become the singer and the song. I become the knower and the known.  I keep on dancing and then, it is the eternal dance of creation. The creator and the creation merge into one wholeness of joy.” – introduction Dancing the Dream by Michael Jackson

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Michael Jackson’s Best Dance Moves Over the Years

 

 

 

 

Michael could do it all.  He was THE ultimate renaissance performer.  He learned by watching the best and then adding his own God given talents and inspiration.  It never ceases to amaze me how many styles of dance he could do from the old stage tap to the modern day dance steps.  He did them all with ease and percision. He could draw, paint, write and act.  He was a visionary and true pioneer to his craft.  I get so full sometimes just thinking about him or watching how wonderful he was and how very, very special.  On top of that he remained humble, loving and caring. He never got lifted up but always gave credit to God for giving him all his ideas and songs.  My heart is overflowing so much that I cannot even truly express how this man has affected me, moved me, inspired me but most of all, helped me to see love in its purest form.  He has helped me to find myself during one of the darkest times of my life through his vigilance,  perseverance and love.  He is my mentor and my role model.  I can only hope to be half the person that Michael was.  I’m striving so hard to get there, but you make me want to be just like you in heart.  You set the bar so high! Michael, I love you from the bottom of my heart and to the very depths of my soul!

There will NEVER be another like you! *tears*

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Dance of Life

Written by Michael Jackson, from Dancing the Dream

I cannot escape the moon. Its soft beams push aside the curtains at night. I don’t even have to see it – a cool blue energy falls across my bed and I am up. I race down the dark hall and swing open the door, not to leave home but to go back to it. “Moon, I’m here!” I shout.

“Good,” she replies. “Now give us a little dance.”

But my body has started moving long before she says anything. When did it start? I can’t remember – my body has always been moving. Since childhood I have reacted to the moon this way, as her favorite lunatic, and not just hers. The stars draw me near, close enough so that I see through their twinkling act. They’re dancing, too, doing a soft molecular jiggle that make my carbon atoms jump in time.

With my arms flung wide, I head for the sea, which brings out another dance in me. Moon dancing is slow inside, and soft as blue shadows on the lawn. When the surf booms, I hear the heart of the earth, and the tempo picks up. I feel the dolphins leaping in the white foam, trying to fly, and almost flying when the waves curl high to the heavens. Their tails leave arcs of light as plankton glow in the waves. A school of minnows rises up, flashing silver in the moonlight like a new constellation.

“Ah!” the sea says. “Now we’re gathering a crowd.”

I run along the beach, catching waves with one foot and dodging them with the other. I hear faint popping sounds – a hundred panicky sand crabs are ducking into their holes, just in case. But I’m racing now, sometimes on my toes, sometimes running flat-out. I throw my head back and a swirling nebula says, “Fast now, twirl!”
Grinning, ducking my head for balance, I start to spin as wildly as I can. This is my favorite dance, because it contains a secret. The faster I twirl, the more I am still inside. My dance is all motion without, all silence within. As much as I love to make music, it’s the unheard music that never dies. And silence is my real dance, though it never moves. It stands aside, my choreographer of grace, and blesses each finger and toe.

I have forgotten the moon now and the sea and the dolphins, but I am in their joy more than ever. As far away as a star, as near as a grain of sand, the presence rises, shimmering with light. I could be in it forever, it is so loving and warm. But touch it once, and light shoots forth from the stillness. It quivers and thrills me, and I know my fate is to show others that this silence, this light, this blessing in my dance. I take this gift only to give it again.

“Quick, give!” says the light.

As never before, I try to obey, inventing new steps, new gestures of joy. All at once I sense where I am, running back up the hill. The light in my bedroom is on. Seeing it brings me back down. I begin to feel my pounding heart, the drowsiness in my arms, the warm blood in my legs. My cells want to dance slower. “Can we walk a little?” they ask. “It’s been kind of wild.”

“Sure.” I laugh, slowing to an easy amble.

I turn the doorknob, panting lightly, glad to be tired. Crawling back into bed, I remember something that I always wonder at. They say that some of the stars that we see overhead aren’t really there. Their light takes millions of years to reach us, and all we are doing is looking into the past, to a bygone moment when those stars could still shine.

“So what does a star do after it quits shining?” I ask myself. “Maybe it dies.”

“Oh no,” a voice in my head says. “A star can never die. It just turns into a smile and melts back into the cosmic music, the dance of life.” I like that thought, the last one I have before my eyes close. With a smile, I melt back into the music myself.

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Tributes to Michael (What Others Have Said)

R. Kelly

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Boys To Men

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Beyonce

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Chris Brown, Game, Diddy, Usher, Boyz II Men – Better On The Other Side ( Michael Jackson Tribute )

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Janet Jackson

2009 MTV Awards – Special Tribute to Michael Featuring Janet

2009 BET Awards

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2010 Grammy’s – Special Appearance by Michael’s Children

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Chris Brown

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Justin Bieber

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Usher

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Ludacris

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Kobe Bryant

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Queen Latifah

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President Obama

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Chris Tucker

Bermuda Tribute

Naturally 7 and Chris Tucker in Bermuda

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The Fans

And the Dream Lives On…………………………………..

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(¯`*•.¸ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ~~Michael’s 53rd Birthday Tribute!~~ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ¸.•*´¯)

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We celebrate the day that God blessed us by with the birth of this wonderful man………….♥ ♥ ♥

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You showed us the true meaning of L♥O♥V♥E………………

We can never repay you for all the years that you entertained us.  You gave your life, time and gifts completely to your art.  You were the best that we have ever seen or will see again……….

But we want to simply say: THANK YOU!  We love you from the bottom of ours hearts, from all around the world! ♥

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Happy Birthday, Sweet Michael, From All Around the World!

Joyeux anniversaire Michael!

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag Michael!

С Днем Рождения!

¡Feliz cumpleaños Michael!

Grattis på födelsedagen Michael!

Doğum günün kutlu olsun!

С Днем Рождения Майкла!

邁克爾生日快樂!

Честит рожден ден

Maligayang Bati Michael!

יום הולדת שמח מייקל!

Χρόνια πολλά Michael!

Boldog születésnapot Michael!

Buon compleanno Michael!

დაბადების მაიკლ!

Chúc mừng sinh nhật Michael!

מזל טוב צו דיין געבורסטאָג מיכאל!

Feliz Aniversário Michael!

La mulţi ani, Michael!

Donec Michael!

Tillykke med fødselsdagen Michael!

Срећан рођендан Мајкл!

Su gimtadieniu, Michael!

생일 축하 마이클!

Just to name a few………….

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And of course, I couldn’t leave out Michael’s own special rendition of “Happy Birthday, Lisa!” From the Simpson episode, “Stark Raving Dad!”

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From the Cast of the Immortal Tour

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One comment on “The Michael Joseph Jackson Tribute Page – Celebrating the Life and Legacy of the World’s Greatest Entertainer With A Heart of Gold

  1. my brother dear,

    to say,i love you is not enough to describe my feelings for you.
    you are passed away since three and a half year now,but i think,the world
    is realising step by step,who you really was and is.
    your spirit,your light,your love openes our hearts every moment.
    i am deeply touched what you gave to us all in your lifetime.
    i am so thankful,that god´s graze is so big to send you to heaven.
    no more pain,
    no more tribulations,
    no more lies,
    no more moneyhunters,
    no more media hunters,
    no more missunderstandings…….
    you are in unconditional love now and i am happy about that.
    you have touched me so deeply inside my heart and soul,thank you.
    you are my brother,my friend,my everlasting love.
    thank you michael for your wonderful children.i love to see them growing.
    i know,all what you would love most,is,that we continues your dreams,and
    we do,yes,we do.
    god is love,love is god.
    and all we needed,is to love and forgive……
    thank you michael,thank you michael,thank you michael.
    Namaste<3<3<3

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