Thursday, November 5, 2009

Hemorrhoids Frequent Urination

The way u make me feel small steps

was the kitchen of my youth, the first of my life. A chair and another still with the selection of books or catalogs Vestro placed in front of me, cooking clubs and a Hitachi recorder. Now play and the way u make me feel it was a dream child for hours, to be the drummer for Michael Jackson. Tonight I went to see the story of the tour by Kenny Ortega, the tour that Michael Jackson has never started for those 50 concerts in London that would serve to pay the debts and then send to fuck the world accused him of having tortured children, changed skin, nose, ears and toes. What I saw tonight he just made it clear, in addition to the absolute genius and natural talent, how much the world has devastated the life of this man and inevitably, even on his death. From the pictures I see only a man 50 years look it at all, dancing and singing by fear, as no one will ever do in the world, following the band, dancers, and everyone who has about as if they were the Jackson 5 enlarged, apologizing to his family when to stop have their say. Michael Jackson was a man with a difficult past and that was frightening to him much more than all the "mass / merde" which have ruined my life.
What remains is his music, that falsetto that flies on two feet with wings, I would not be wrong, but
wanted to fly a little longer.

"Why, Why, Tell'em That is human nature
why, why, does he do me that way"