you know, i could never put myself in the shoes of seeing those fans of globally recognized artists leaving their time here, to enter another reign whereby all of us will one day meet. i never really understood why they cried for Elvis Presley and some other great, and talented musicians and performers, until a few days back when i came across the world shocking news of the king of pop, Micheal Jackson.

there was this sudden pain i felt, and it was rather awkward as i never ever really did feel such an emotion churning in me and it hit me, i finally got the "feel" of seeing someone i admire and adore, gone perpetually into another dimension.

maybe the reason why i felt this was because he was someone, i had come into contact with in my era. his songs, his paparazzi news, were something that was part of my growing up days, from being in a junior school, to high school, and even to my present self, his songs, are those that are still playing and running in my little sophisticated music storage player, ipod.

someone from my time, has left, and slowly, each of us will meet the time to exile ourselves from this space one day.

since young, i always wanted to find this elixir that i heard from long time ago that can keep one youthful for a very long time, not because i intend to conquer and rule the world like QING SHI HUANG, but because i want to be part of the world of what happens in a century, or maybe, a thousand years later. will cars fly, or what will we transform into.

considering that we are already achieving high altitudes into today's technology, how rocket high can we still go? it feels sad that each generation replaces one, and your descendants' descendants will one day, not know who you are anymore, and you are forgotten.

ever wonder what is the reason why we even exist? the life cycle, looks and sounds boring, and appears the same for everyone else. ultimately, all of us will return to ashes, and what comes out of us? although what i have learnt from my bible, teaches me that death is just the beginning, what lies most resplendently is the after life, but then, besides having faith, can someone give me a preview of how that "after life" appears to be?

one day, all these people that we cheer for, will perish. and probably when i mourn over britney's old age past away, the later generations will feel nothing and be in the shoes i was once in because they cannot find any reasons why they should even shed a single tear, as they belong to another era, that is not so akin to us.

life is just so short and fragile.

Rest in peace, MJ.