On Saturday 25th June 2011, @Pearljr said:
Although I L.O.V.E.D. Michael Jackson with every fiber of my being since I was a little girl watching the Jackson 5 (beginning in 1969) gleaming with pride because the Jacksons (along with Motown) were figures of hope and happiness, especially for the Black community, my direct involvement with Michael Joe Jackson didn't begin until 2005.
It seems like my entire life had been filled with reoccurring dreams of being Michael Jackson's best friend and I guess, with all things considered, dream do come true. It wasn't until a set of fated coincidences brought me to the 2005 trial as credentialed media that I got to know, the person, Michael Joe Jackson. Most of us know the entertainer Michael Jackson and as I watched him walk in and out of the courtroom, I would look deep into his eyes hoping to see inside his soul.
There are many days that stood out, but the first day I knew Michael was connecting to me was during the first week. Michael and his attorney, Tom Mesereau, were talking off to the side during a break, and since Michael’s eyes had to be somewhere, they we landed on me. It was a very comfortable and soothing feeling--almost heavenly. The funny thing is, I never noticed his clothing because I wanted to know the man, the human-being, the heart, the spirit, the essence of Michael Joe and I did. Overwhelming evidence and my conscientious heart told me that Michael Joe was innocent and that he has a heart of gold; therefore, I thank God for making the dream of being Michael's best friend come to fruition, by allowing me a platform to tell the TRUTH about the malicious false allegations against him.
For the next four years, I continued to be involved in the life of the world's most famous entertainer by continuing my God-ordained mission of being the best friend I could to the King of Pop.
On June 24, 2009, a day that began this new phase in the world of Michael Jackson, I went to 100 N. Carolwood Drive to check on the status of Michael Joe, to see if he had been attending more rehearsals and to be a voice to the fans that Michael Jackson was fine and in good health. Rumors were about that Michael Jackson was ill, weak and fading.
This visit was not my first to Carolwood. I had went there at least 2 dozens times and sometimes I was able to see Michael come out, stop, and talk to the fans who would camp out hoping to catch a glimpse or even a conversation with their idol. But this time, I learned something shocking. A fan told me a doctor had been spending the night. This, of course, took me by surprise and I thought that perhaps, a doctor was a precautionary measure to ensure Michael was at top form for his concerts in London to begin the following month. Even now, what strikes me as suspicious is the fact that those fans who'd hang outside of Michael's house never told me about the doctor until that day, when according to testimony at the preliminary hearing, a doctor had been spending the night for two and a half months. Surely, those fans would have known this sooner; so it does cause me the suspicion to doubt the veracity that Dr. Murray was spending the night, secretly, during a 70-day period, without anyone uttering a peep to anyone. Surely someone would have noticed the same car often leaving before noon. But nothing, until the day before, had been disclosed to me or any member of the press about a doctor spending the night.
It was 12:23 pm on June 25, 2009 that my phone rang and it was Linda, the map lady who sold maps to star’s homes directly outside of Michael compound, who told me an ambulance had just gone into Michael's house. My first thought was not to panic because there's several people who were there, so perhaps the gardener could have cut himself while trimming the hedges. Then I contemplated on whether I should inform MJ's fanbase, but I didn't want to worry them for nothing. So I decided to get dressed and while I was in the shower, the decision was made to tweet that an ambulance was at MJ's house and that's what I did. I called Linda back and she said the ambulance was still in the gates. I told her I was on my way and I headed to Carolwood. While in transit, I received another call from Shae, Linda's assistant, and she told me the ambulance just left and they are headed to UCLA hospital, so the detour was made.
When I arrived at UCLA, the entire campus was quiet without any fanfare. I asked students for directions to the emergency room, and with ease I followed their instructions and arrived at my destination. I saw one fan and the two identical dark-blue SUV's that belonged to Michael with one of them still having on their emergency blinkers, but no Michael and no security. I supposed, they had already gone inside the hospital. I arrived before Katherine, who arrived around 1:30 pm, and I watched her rush inside.
Sadly, the rest of this story has gone down in history as the day Michael Jackson "died", but did he really was, unknowingly, the next phase in the life or "death" of Michael Joe Jackson.
Before ending this brief note, I want to give thanks to ALL Michael Jackson fans for their continued dedication and support. And to the thousands of beLIEvers, who are investigating, verifying, and seeking to prove that Michael Joe Jackson is still ALIVE--you are capable of teaching the FBI a thing or two about solid and diligent investigating.
So on this dreadful anniversary, I want to let you know that I do have more clues and information to share with you, so Keep The Faith, while we mourn the day that Michael Joe Jackson went missing.
Keep Michaeling!
http://www.MichaelJacksonINsider.com
Who can tell what that could mean?!
