Do not stand at my grave and weep...

And it came to pass,
while he blessed them,
he was parted from them,
and  carried up into heaven.
And   they   worshipped   him,
and returned to Jerusalem with great joy.

~ St. Luke 24.51.52
(words from the stony book at the entry of the Great Mausoleum)

May peace be upon him: MJ´s last resting place 
Forest Lawn Cementery;Great Mausoleum

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there.

 I did not die.

~ Mary Elizabeth

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Thank you 

for still being with us in spirit.

Thank you

for having us all brought together.

Thank you 

for having us taught what is really important:

L.O.V.E.

"Michael lives through each and everyone of us ." ~VPB_Maria

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GONE ....AND STILL HERE WITH US

      Credits and thanks for the artwork: MyMJJTribute

GONE ...

In  heaven – you  are  in  a  better  place, cradled  in  the  arms  of  God.

In heaven – your soul rejoices on the other side of pain and dark despair.

In heaven – you find peace you have´nt been allowed to find on earth.

...STILL HERE WITH US

With our hearts we find YOU in the rays of sunshine.

With our hearts we see YOU on a walk in a delicate feather.

With our hearts we feel that it is YOU who comforts us in hours of need.

With  our  hearts   we   know that  where  there  is  L.O.V.E  you´ll  be  there.

In our hearts you will go on to live forever.

                                                        

   (~ Cassarah,  bowing in gratitude,  missing YOU more)

 

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Be a part of Earth Hour 2011!

Earth Hour 2011: It's time to go beyond the hour

At 8:30 PM on Saturday 26th March 2011, lights will switch off around the globe for Earth Hour and people will commit to actions that go beyond the hour.

With Earth Hour almost upon us, our thoughts are with the people of Japan during this incredibly challenging and sad time for their country.

日本の皆さん、勇気を持って頑張って下さい

Be a part of this global movement!

More info:

http://www.earthhour.org/

http://www.worldwildlife.org/

Make sure your engagement goes beyond the hour. Go and get inspired and inspire others:
http://www.beyondthehour.org/

Prepare yourself for Earth Hour 2011 with the "Lights Off" Twitter-application. http://eh2011.com #earthhour


Michael Jackson - Planet Earth



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.

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Addition March 27, 2011:

Thank you everyone who participated in this global movement!!!

This video sums it all up. Enjoy watching:

Earth Hour 2011 Official video

Children´s Day: Give Love To The Children

source: MJJpictures.com

Give Love to the children, children need love everyday.
Give love to the children - guide them on their way.
Love's like a burning flame - consumes all that stands in the way.

Love is the only power on earth to take all the hatred away.
GIVE LOVE TO THE CHILDREN set the children free.
To make their own decisions then they will clearly see.
Love is the sun, the moon and the stars, love is a golden ring.

Love is the one thing, the whole world desires - be it beggar or king.
GIVE LOVE TO THE CHILDREN - youth has not long to stay.
Love is a long term investment, the best you will find any day.

Love like the rising sun, takes all the darkness away.
Our children will tell their children and their childrens children will say.
Give love to the children - they are our crock of gold
and if perchance, they ever stray, they will come back to the fold.

Give love to the children, the children of today.
Give love to the children 

and 

source: davidarchie via @MyMJJtribute

ℒﻉ√٥ 

will come to stay.

~  Poem written by: Elizabeth Quinn ( Lisborn, Northern Ireland)

 

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Weep not for me

Isettaflower postet on flickr a group of pictures with Michael Jackson´s personal items up for sale to benefit a charity project that Michael and Isettaflower have helped together for the past 17 years, every year.

She also posted a very beautiful poem. Isettaflower said, Michael simply loved it.

WEEP NOT FOR ME

Do not weep for me when I no longer dwell
among the wonders of the earth; for my larger
self is free, and my soul rejoices on the other
side of pain...on the other side of darkness.

Do not weep for me, for I am a ray of sunshine
that touches your skin, a tropical breeze
upon your face, the hush of joy within your heart
and the innocence of babes in mothers arms.
I am the hope in a darkened night. And, in your
hour of need, I will be there to comfort you.
I will share your tears, your joys, your fears,
your disappointments and your triumphs.

Do not weep for me, for I am cradled
in the arms of God. I walk with the angels,
and hear the music beyond the stars.

Do not weep for me, for I am within you;
I am peace, love, I am a soft wind that caresses
the flowers. I am the calm that follows a
raging storm. I am an autumns leaf that floats
among the garden of God, and I am pure
white snow that softly falls upon your hand.

Do not weep for me, for I shall never die,
as long as you remember me...
with a smile and a sigh. 

 Credits to: Joe Fazio
~
jfazio@gmail.com
Beverly Hills, California

Michael - we love and miss you more than yesterday 

and less than tomorrow...

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I stopped to talk, you had to listen.

I stopped to talk, you had to listen.

So who you're asking? Volume's increase.
All just a thriller - you want to be me?

A whisper of love. Blurring my mind.
The flower of laughter somewhere in sight.

Crucify. A lullaby. Shameful cry.
My head held high.

You call it justice. Is this the truth?
A soul of desire. Fading in doom.

Calling a number. Who's on the line?
9/11 - remember the time?

So who you're asking? When lips are sealed.
A man of wisdom, trying to heal.

If time's an illusion, so is the truth?
You're crying my tears. I'm bad. Who are you?

Am I gone? Where were you?

I am behind you, faithful and true.

Poet's Notion - Tribute to Michael Jackson

This beautiful and heartfelt tribute to Michael was written and sung by lovely MJ Fam member Carina Lanes. Michael Jackson is one of her biggest role-models.

The song "Poet's Notion" was written right after his passing when she went to Los Angeles to pay her last respects to him in July 2009. "He left us something that we can continue and with this in mind I want keep doing what I do."

Enjoy!


A Poet's Notion

It was june
and the night was quiet
i will always remember
I smelled the rain
when the news
almost made me surrender
I looked up
for the sign of a lie
praying for a wonder
I'm caught alive
in a blaze
craving for a blunder

It's a poet's notion
to fall away too soon
I fall away with you
I'll make it a better place
like you told me to
even if I fall away too

Is it too late?
am I overcome
by a rational fate?
How can turn back time
or buy eternity?
cos you're the one we need

It's a poet's notion
to fall away too soon
We fall away with you
We'll make it a better place
like you told us to
even if we fall away too
even if we fall away too
Credits:
written by Carina Lanes MySpace
arranged and produced by Muca MySpace

Did you ever stop to notice?

Photo credit: Ólafur Eggertsson (icelandic farmer). Click to enlarge.

An Icelandic volcano, dormant for 200 years, has erupted, ripping a 1km-long fissure in a field of ice. The last volcanic eruption in the Eyjafjallajoekull area occurred in 1821.

This news remained a bit unnoticed at first because Iceland is "an island far away in the North"... So why should WE care?

Now, 2 days later the entire flight traffic in Northern Europe is stopped because the volcano ashes all over the continent are extremly dangerous for flight engines.

NOW, we do care! But what do we care about? We ask: Will I get returns for my ticket? How do I get to the place I wanted to travel? Who pays me for it?

Well, you will get returns because the flights got cancelled by MAJOR FORCE!

Ok, now start thinking. MAJOR FORCE? What is it? WHO is it?

We all know that air travel is a part of a major problem we have with global warming. But we "need to fly" around the world all the time. Because we're all so busy...

Now this MAJOR FORCE fights back and leaves us grounded without exceptions. Not for presidents, not for CEOs, no one.

Did you ever stop to notice?

What happens? Nothing. The earth doesn't stop because you can't fly. Because you don't have to.

I see this incident as a kind of "Earth Hour" forced by Planet Earth. She leaves us grounded with time to think... Think about our very own relationship we have with her. Think about the "importance" of our being. Think about our modern mobile life.

If we're not doing it by ourselves, she's doing it for us. Reminding us of our equality, belittling our constant rush.

We have got to slow down. We have got to listen.

Another interesting fact. Volcano eruptions are cooling down our global climate because the ashes absorb a bit of the sunlight. It's global and measurable.

Did you ever stop to notice?

I have been to Iceland and wanted to return this year because in my eyes it is the most beautiful country in the world that is so full of nature and contrast that it keeps leaving you speechless by the beauty of God's creation. This is the country where you can see the evolution of our planet like it was everywhere millions of years ago.

I remember the Icelandic people being very aware of that and living with the forces of nature totally different from us. They know from their daily experience that MAJOR FORCES rule their lives more than their own urgencies. After being strongly affected by the consequences of the financial crisis they have returned to their roots. MAJOR FORCE.

So I had to smile about Hjördis Gudmundsdóttir, the head of Iceland's flight authority ISAVIA when asked about duration of the eruption (hello?): „Maybe the weather gods can tell us? We don't know if it will stop tomorrow or after a year or what. Nobody can answer that question."

It lasted more than two years the last time it erupted...

Take your time, slow down. Join "Earth Year", feel the MAJOR FORCE.


Did you ever stop to notice? This crying earth, these weeping shores?

Children´s Day: Your Children Are Not Your Children...

Since we started this blog, 
the 22th of a month is
our  children´s day.

Children

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

~Kahlil Gibran

-------------a note to our visitors-----------

Soon you will have payed 4000 visits

in just 4 months to our

It´s all for L.O.V.E blog.

We want to thank you for for stepping in, reading, commenting and sharing our intend to make this world a better place - your presence is very much appreciated and keeps us busy and going on to share entries with you.

Today, take some flowers from us as a gift and thank you for not forgetting MJ´s message of L.O.V.E and for the love you are spreading around in your world.

Not being that big fan of "dead flowers" you might like to take this bunch of flowers from Pablo Picasso.

 

But we do know that we had him. And we are the world.

"We Had Him" - A Poem by Dr. Maya Angelou
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maya_Angelou)

Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing
Now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind

Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace
Sing our songs among the stars and and walk our dances across the face of the moon

In the instant we learn that Michael is gone we know nothing
No clocks can tell our time and no oceans can rush our tides
With the abrupt absence of our treasure

Though we our many, each of us is achingly alone
Piercingly alone
Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him

He came to us from the Creator, trailing creativity in abundance
Despite the anguish of life he was sheathed in mother love and family love and survived and did not more than that

He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style
We had him
Whether we knew who he was or did not know, he was our's and we were his
We had him

Beautiful, delighting our eyes
He raked his hat slant over his brow and took a pose on his toes for all of us and we laughed and stomped our feet for him

We were enchanted with his passion because he held nothing
He gave us all he had been given

Today in Tokyo, beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana's Blackstar Square, in Johannesburg, in Pittsburgh, in Birmingham, Alabama and Birmingham England, we are missing Michael Jackson

But we do know that we had him
And we are the world.

MJ's Earth message (This Is It, 2009)

Michael Jackson addresses the following in THIS IS IT, while the display of a renewed music video and performance for "Earth Song" unfolds:

"I respect the secrets and magic of nature. That's what makes me so angry when I see these things that are happening in our world. That every second I hear the size of a football field is torn down in the Amazon. I mean, that kind of stuff really bothers me. That's why I write these kinds of songs. You know, to give some sense of awareness and awakening and hope to people. I love...I love the planet. I love trees. I have this thing for trees. And the colours and the changing of leaves. I loove it! And I respect those kinds of things.

I really feel that nature is trying so hard to compensate for man's mismanagement of the planet. Cause the planet is sick. Like a fever. If we don't fix is now, it is at the point of no return. This is our last chance to fix this problem that we have. It is like a runaway train. When the time is come, this is it.

People are always saying, "Oh," they think, "They'll take care of it." "The Government'll do..." "Done with that..." "They'll..." They who?? It starts with us. It's US! Or else it'll never be done. We have four years to get it right. After that it would be irreversible. Let's take care of the planet!...”

We Had Him - Maya Angelous´ Poem About Michael Jackson

We Had Him

Dr.Maya Angelou  dedicated this very beautiful poem to Michael Jackson after his death for the Memorial Service. Queen Latifah was the celebrity to read it to the crowd of people on July, 7th at The Staples Centre, Los Angeles.

´Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing,

now that our bright and shining star

can slip away from our fingertips

like a puff of summer wind.

Without notice, our dear love can escape

our doting embrace.

Sing our songs among the stars

and walk our dances

across the face of the moon.

In the instant that Michael is gone,

we know nothing.

No clocks can tell time.

No oceans can rush our tides

with the abrupt absence of our treasure.

Though we are many,

each of us is achingly alone

piercingly alone.

Only when we confess our confusion

can we remember

that he was a gift to us

and we did have him

He came to us from the creator,

trailing creativity in abundance.

Despite the anguish,

his life was sheathed

in mother love,

family love,

and survived and did more than that.
He thrived with passion

and compassion,

humor and style.

We had him

whether we know who he was

or did not know,

he was ours

and we were his.

We had him,

beautiful,

delighting our eyes.

His hat,

aslant over his brow,

and took a pose on his toes

for all of us.

And we laughed and stomped our feet for him.

We were enchanted with his passion

because he held nothing.

He gave us all he had been given.

Today in Tokyo,

beneath the Eiffel Tower,

in Ghana's Black Star Square.

In Johannesburg and Pittsburgh,

in Birmingham, Alabama,

and Birmingham, England

We are missing Michael.

But we do know we had him,

and we are the world.´

~Maya Angelou

Source: http:///mayaangelou.com

Addition: Video added July,3rd:

Thank you so much, Dr.Maya Angelous. We love you...

The Last Tear

Your words stabbed my heart, and I cried tears of pain. "Get out!" I shouted.

"These are the last tears I'll ever cry for you." So you left.

I waited hours, but you didn't return.

That night by myself I cried tears of frustration.

I waited weeks, but you had nothing to say.

Thinking of your voice, I cried tears of loneliness.

I waited months, but you left no sign for me.

In the depths of my heart, I cried tears of despair.

How strange that all these tears could not wash away the hurt!

Then one thought of love pierced my bitterness.

I remembered you in the sunlight, with a smile as sweet as May wine.

A tear of gratitude started to fall,

and miraculously, you were back.

Soft fingers touched my cheek, and bent over for a kiss.

"Why have you come?" I whispered.

"To wipe away your last tear," you replied. "It was the one you saved for me."

From the book Dancing The Dream - Poems and Reflections