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We got the tickets to see Michael in London, the ticket will bring us back to our adolescence.

It is the right time to write something after the point of success, but exactly, I don’t know what should be the first word appearing on the screen. This is our journey to Michael, the man who occupied our hearts for years, the man delivering the most pure and valuable happiness to me in my most miserable time, the man whose art firstly inspired me what is power, magic, and passion, in short, the man who is the symbol of beauty.

There are too many things to remember, so it is quite difficult to grasp what is the most important or impressive. Gradually, I felt the joy I got on the stage for the first time to imitate Michael, his Dangerous, in a rough way. It comes back and spread in my body. This is it!

I heard the screaming and shouting from the near future, as Mr. Mimco standing along with me. There will be nothing left but the man who will move in an extraordinarily smooth way from the right to the left, just like on the stage in tube, a place we have seen for hundreds of thousands of times on the video, hearing for in-countable times from the radio.

I have to admit to myself that, there is change in the relation between Michael and us, lurking under the surface of lives. I don’t mean those so called scandal, there may be scandal happening on Michael Jackson as individual, but for Michael Jackson, one of the greatest visionary artists on early in this era, NEVER!

Until, now, I still can’t make sure what it will mean to us that we will fly to London to see Michael as one of the pilgrims, just like countless others across the world. The anything I can make sure is that our lives will be totally changed, from the point we are told we have got the tickets successfully. This is the ending for our adolescences, which is a period, Mr. Mimico and me kept contact on the phone to talk about Michael, until midnight, every weekend, a period we searched every possible piece of information in the corner of magazine or news paper, a period the only fun for the short break after class in that authoritarian high school is to communicate secretly, and ex-change items.

This is also the new beginning, for us who has changed so much during these years. Books and art works fulfills my life, I have encountered Louis I Kahn, Tadao Ando, Le Corbusier, the great Architects, those most powerful intellectuals such as Edward Said, remarkable writers as Orhan Pamuk, etc, all of them has totally changed my view of the word, and the experience of beauty, who also made me more clam than Mr. Mimico facing this event. I try to think, to write, to remember, what kind of influence did this experience with Michael exert on me, on us. I know that we can become more and more smart, more and more acknowledged, more and more experienced in the brutal reality of world. But the origin of beauty for one could never change.

I believe the answer can be traced on the journey, spiritually and physically.

     For This is it, this is Magic Michael Jackson.