Dear Site,

To begin with, I would have to firmly and candidly admit that you are, indeed, special, joyful and bounty, in your explosion of colour and information, exuding a sheer fondness for innocence and striving to promulgate the needful betterment of a most troubled world. I do identify with you wholeheartedly, the reason for which I am now writing these truthful lines.

When I have first visualised and literaly absorbed the unearthly beauty of the present-bracelets you have in store for contest, I have thought to myself: „What a product of  infinite innocence! How correctly completed…how patiently!” Even one of them would be cherished by me, much less all of them!…Such a fine delicacy girdling my tiny hand…Michael’s hand…A truest epithome of the innocence heaving within and without our being…

Why do I wish to be the coming „MJINNOCENCE BRACELETS” Queen?…Well, to be  completely fair with you, Site, I believe that I am meritous of it, as Innocence inhabited me and always will inhabit me. She will always have one warm, most secure dwelling within my aching core. Suffering has turned me to Creation, to Innocence, to Love, to Justice, to God’s light. Suffering? At my 21 years of age to speak and write of that?…Yes, as I do feel responsive to anything evil, perverted and ill and unfair in all of the world and pray to the Lord daily and nightly for a world turning towards, at least, a slightest corner of purity, each day a bit more than the previous day, for a Planet Earth as startlingly sage and calm as her external blueness. Site, you have rejuvenated and refreshed my  wishes and confirmed that, once more, I feel compelled to return to Innocence and insulate from a divergent pretention, from all meanness, from all sinful. And Site, your prevailing redness evokes the passion for such kind of purity, as it is gushing from the latter in all might.

How often do I visit you? I do visit you when Time is not always quick on his lurking hours, and when I do, I feel, at all times, a tender and safe reception on your behalf, subsequently I never feel at all rueful for having come to you, as a result of which I appreciate it for your being that good. You are a dear friend to me, as very few are and I feel you mighty close to my heart, that much, that it begins racing more than already. These are not words only, as I do not appreciate things of surface and deceit and, therefore, would not have posted this letter, had they been contrived.

How do I feel that you could expand yourself in favour of healing the world?…By ensuing the path paved with hard work and care and charm you have begun, by insisting to expand love, by promoting love and her loveliness with excerpts reading the Gospel, the truest book, the Book of the Trinity and the apostless, the teachings of whom for ever will stand unmatched to and above all lay notions and counsels, regardless of their meaning well. The healing of the world is to start from our sheer willingness, though, from within us and with us, first of all. Knowing your soul, your psyche, healing them with prayers of love and forgiveness becomes a primary step to the realisation of such a necessitous change, of such an urgent nundane change. In that resepect, I would, for starters, like to suggest a few words of wisdom, belonging to the late and only Mother Teresa: „Be the change you wish to see in the world” (I did not have a look at the exhortation just now, but the essence of the message is not altered).

Where would I wear my bracelets were I your proud winning contender? Why, without the slightest attempt of manipulation, I would have to say that I would see myself wearing them in each place I would go, includingly while being at home when reading or singing or writing and the like. I would remove them solely when going to bed and bathing and consider them as my unique, privileged lucky charms. And I would help you to accumulate funds through your Worldwide Distribution by means of disseminating nice, simple, lovingkind messages such as:

„Wear whom you are

And wish upon a star

To beautify a hand

And more… to beautify a land.”

            How long a time have I been a serious fan of Michael? Well, Site, without at all essaying to be sententious or a hypocrite, I would say and emphasise the fact that I am not a fan of Michael’s. Indeed so. Allow me to elaborate.

I have begun loving him for four years only, and, with the furtive passage of time, I have concluded that a love as mine developping with tardiness, but with unwavering earnestness, with unconditional profoundness, only demonstrates the affinity, the one affection that which a sister / brother and a best of bosom friends ought to feel. Therefore, I am quite incapable of translating the incomprehensive language of my love for him. I can only translate tongues or concealed meanings into words, with the exception of my supreme love for God, and my marginless love for my family or Michael. He has helped me become what I had not ever envisaged possible, that is a lover of love, a writer, a more  endowed (yet unofficial) singer, a drawer and unearthed so many divers a qaulities in myself, without my ever having been conscious of them at all.

            Furthermore, my belief in him is to remain firm and fervent, in spite of it all, of anything and anyone. I have suffered alongside the far-off he and persist on empathising with him at all costs. Michael is the brother that my mother could not conceive for me and my sister, the sole brother I have, and he bears resemblance with myself almost to a fault, that is without my ever having met him, without me ever having spoken to him, without me ever having imitated him. For this reason, dear Site, I hope that you would not picture me as delusional when writing that I share 542 similarities with him and counting, be they physical or spiritual, amongst which the same name and sign. I have them all written down in a notebook. I understand your reluctance and inefficience in believing that, as it may seem a make-belief, yet I take my chances, while adding that he is the creature I can relate to in endless ways, whom I can understand and love without asking why or how much or until when, as I know that it will be for all of the times. Unconsciously, he has made me become a better and more sensitive and caring a person, more beautiful and passionate, more mystical. More powerful. More witty. Which is why, I could not conceive loving him as a fan, in spite of my delighting in his music the most, but as a littlest sister and best of bosom friends, not ever associating his renown and internationally recognised name or deceitful words and unfair actions towards him with his genuine good, childlike soul and charming, sweetest beauty.

            How do I support Michael? How about my enumerating some of my activities involving my support for him: loving, praying, writing messages or letters to him or his staff, writing messages to an MJJ Source  recognised website; writing four consistent (but subtle) generous works in progress, winning my and a first exclusive magazine contest connected to him, after the post of a letter and card; winning my first poem contest to ever participate in, (still being subtle on what theme is due) my current involvement in a project directed to the accomplishments of his worldwide humanitarian recognition; my listening and singing with him and the like.

            My love and support for Michael can not be depicted with words, for they come across as superficial in comparison to the sentiment. I do love him very, very much, enormously, as God loves His children, as a sister should love her twin, as thirst loves water. I do not know how to wholly describe love and I would endow so much of my life so that Michael’s innocence should, one day, be a certainty for us all, so that he may not ever again face sorrow and hatred and unpeace…I would feel blessed to wear what the innocent ought to and what Michael does.

            Dearest Site, please accept my deep esteem and fondness as adresssed to you. May you preserve your enjoyable vitality and extensive approval and dissemination of innocence, your unshaken support and caring for Michael. May God bless him, you, me and all the world forevermore.

            Thank you for your perusing me. And remember: „Innocence does not seal the mind against knowledge, nor the heart against experience”.

            Sincerely,