It's strange to think that today will go down in history as the day Michael Jackson died. I hadn't really thought about what it would be like when he died. It wasn't something that would come up in my mind.
Now that he's dead, I feel that there is a strange void in the universe. He represented that part of ourselves that are sensitive, naive and confused.
Poor Michael Jackson was so lonely. He never did get to live a healthy childhood, although he struggled to recreate one.
He was gifted in ways that no other human has compared. We will always refer to his Moonwalk and theatrical Thriller as historical pop icons of the 20th Century.