Moment of Clarity for Michael Jackson

R.I.P. Michael Jackson...

We loved him. I loved him. It's hard to see a legend go, almost unbearable. He was the last person you were expecting to die. There hasn't been anything in the news about him recently so his pasting definitely came as a shock to the majority of the world supporting him. I mean, I thought he would outlive me. It's Michael Jackson and those three little words mean so damn much.

However, I think the people are losing comprehension of what Rest In Peace really means. It is a shame to see fans cry pools of tears over a celebrity, not wanting to let him go, refusing to accept his death. It's selfish. The man was an icon for multiple generations, but no one is immortal, regardless of the many accomplishments that man makes. Death is our fate. We live and we die. I do not mean to sound so cold or insensitive by any means, but we need to learn how to celebrate the life that Michael Jackson had on this earth. Unfortunately, the man was sick and that resulted in a cardiac arrest. A large number of deaths end up in that fashion, but that's just it. He was not killed, he did not commit suicide, he just died. It happens to the best of us and every one of us.

Do not mourn his death so long that you become unable to appreciate what he has done for the pop culture, music, and so on. It is also sad to see that Jackson is gone at only 50-years-old. That life span does not seem fair for anyone. It is only ten years after midlife. It's unfortunate, but we have to learn to accept it. In cases of Tupac Shakur and Christopher Wallace, I can see how hard it is to accept their deaths because they were each murdered at such a young age, nowhere near the peak of their careers, and neither of their murderers were found. That is tough and forgive me for saying, but much more difficult to swallow.

I read someone's status on Facebook yesterday. It said, "Life is hard and death is peaceful...it's the transtition that is most difficult." Let's try to make that transition as serene as the clouds in the heaven up above that Michael Jackson is resting his head on, free from the haphazard world that we still live in.

R.I.P. Michael Jackson August 29, 1958 - June 25, 2009