Michael-please contact me.
I need to talk with you.
My email address is: MissMoonwalker [at] protonmail [dot] com
Michael, I know that you did not die on June 25, 2009.
The body that was presented at the hospital that day,
and the body that was autopsied the following day, was not your body.
That is simply a fact.
On January 27, 1984, while filming a commercial for Pepsi, you sustained a 2nd and 3rd degree burn on the top of your head, about 5" in diameter. When it healed, it left a big scar. You endured numerous surgeries, trying to cover up that scar. But the dead body had no evidence of that scar, or the subsequent surgeries.
You have had lupus since the early 1980's, or so, and have taken medications for it, ever since then. Yet, there were no drugs to treat lupus in the dead body. Even if a lupus patient is in remission, they still need to take Plaquenil. You were on the verge of doing 50 concerts, and so you could not have risked a "flare-up."
You broke two bones in your right foot, in early 2001. You were on crutches, at the Heathrow Airport in London, on March 4, 2001, and with a cane, when you were inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, on March 19, 2001. The dead body was x-rayed, but there were no broken bones in the right foot.
It is well-known that you have vitiligo. The dead body had skin discolorations on it that resembled vitiligo, but they could have been put there with lots of tattoos. Vitiligo can be confirmed with a UV light test, a skin biopsy, or a blood test. But the autopsy had no mention that any of those tests were done.
In 2002, you were bitten by a spider, on the front of your lower right shin. It became infected and developed into a huge wound that left a bad scar. But the dead body only had an area of "hyperpigmentation" on the front of the lower right shin. (It was obviously just a tattoo, which had been put there, to look like a scar).
According to your driver's license, your passport, and other documents, you are 5'11" tall, with black hair. You are an African-American man, and so you have black hair, just like all African-Americans do. However, the autopsy said that the dead body was 5'9" tall, with brown hair. He was not African-American.
The photograph of the dead body shows how narrow the shoulders were, on that person. Compare his shoulders to your shoulders.
You have very wide shoulders, just like all of your brothers do. You and your brothers probably inherited that trait from your father.
No matter how much weight a person loses, their skeletal structure remains the same. That dead body was most certainly not your body.
The dead body had such a tiny belly button that it wasn't even seen.
However, you have a large and very well-defined, "outie" belly button.
That dead body was most certainly not your body.
The autopsy report revealed that the lungs of the dead body were two-and-a-half times heavier than they should have been, for a man of that age and size, because they were full of scar tissue, from a lung disease that the person had endured, for a very long time. It did not just start, a few weeks, or a few months, before death. It was probably "Alpha-1 Antitrypsin Deficiency," which is a fatal, genetic disease. It runs in families. A person inherits it from their parents, if they get an abnormal gene, from both their father and their mother.
A person with Alpha-1 has a constant cough, and they gasp for breath, just walking across the room. They often keep oxygen tanks nearby, to help them breathe. It was impossible for you to have had any lung disease, because you were singing and dancing, every day, and working out, several times every week. Granted, you were not dancing as aggressively as you used to, but you were moving around the stage. Nobody around you said that you were coughing, or gasping for air, and no member of your family apparently has Alpha-1.
On January 12, 2009, author Ian Halperin's prediction that you would die in six months was printed in The National Enquirer. Mr. Halperin said that you suffered from a lung disease called Alpha-1, you were nearly blind in your left eye, and you were gay (!), after interviewing you for several months for a book he was writing. But Mr. Halperin was mistaken, because he had confused you with one of your decoys. Right after you "died," in June of 2009, Mr. Halperin published a book titled, Unmasked: The Final Years of Michael Jackson.
In February of 2009, you had a physical exam performed by Dr. Slavit, from New York City, who had been hired by the insurance company that was going to insure you for the O2 concerts. He was an ear, nose, and throat doctor. He listened to your lungs, and he stated that no problems were noted. If your lungs had scar tissue, he would have heard crackling sounds with his stethoscope.
Mr. Ferrigno is a well-known fitness trainer. You had been friends with him for a long time, and he had trained you for at least one prior tour. In the months prior to your "death," you went to Lou's house, and worked out with him, several times a week, for 2-3 hours at a time. Mr. Ferrigno later stated that you were in great health, and you had no trouble breathing, and no trouble working out.
So, who really died on June 25, 2009? It must have been one of the many decoys that you had hired, during your career. Your decoys not only looked like you, but they had plastic surgery and got tattoos, to look even more like you. One of them would get into a car and drive off, and then the paparazzi and the fans would follow him, thinking it was you, while you slipped out the back door, in privacy.
You have had a large bump on the outside of your right wrist for many years. But there was no mention of it being there, in the autopsy.
There was a catheter on the dead body. Dr. Murray claimed you were incontinent. If that was true, someone at rehearsal would have noticed that.
Who was using all those oxygen tanks in that bedroom? (The decoy.) If you needed oxygen, there would have been oxygen tanks at the rehearsals.
Records show that you had many doctors, over the years, yet not one of them was a sleep specialist.
Why did Dr. Murray inject such a massive amount of propofol into that body, after it was dead?
Why was the security camera at the garage door of your house suddenly not working, on June 25, 2009?
Kenny Ortega testified under oath that, when you left the rehearsal on June 24, 2009, you said, "The illusion starts tomorrow."
Why did Karen Faye, Michael Bush, and Dennis Thompkins "spend nine hours" preparing a dead body for a closed-casket funeral?
Why did your parents not identify the dead body, and why were your family members openly laughing, in the days and months, following your death?
Neither the Los Angeles Coroner, the Los Angeles District Attorney, or anyone else, would ever confirm that the dead body was actually you.
To this day, the Forest Lawn Cemetery emphatically states that they don't have your body, and they never have had your body.
The death certificate that was made stated that your name was Michael Joseph Jackson, but your legal name is Michael Joe Jackson.
Why was a "full run-through" of the entire concert never done, during the rehearsals? Why was a "full dress rehearsal" never done?
Why was the O2 Arena in London selected, instead of the Staples Center in LA? Both were owned by AEG, and both held 21, 000 people.
Why didn't the This Is It movie have any mention at all about your death (such as, "In Memory of Michael Jackson, 1958-2009")?
Why did AEG bring in John Branca and Frank DiLeo, a few days before your death, and why did they get credits in the This Is It movie?
Why was Thome Thome at the hospital on June 25th, when you had fired him, one month before? Why was he "in charge"?
Why didn't Dr. Murray get his medical license registered in London, as the law required him to do? All doctors definitely know they have to do that.
You always weighed about 120 pounds, according to your driver's license, other records, and your makeup artist of 27 years, Karen Faye. Dr. Slavit said you weighed 120 pounds, in February of 2009. In the months just prior to your "death," many people said that you lost a significant amount of weight. But the autopsy said the dead body weighed 136 pounds. How could you have gained 16 pounds, during the time in which all those people said you were losing so much weight?
There were exactly 9,282 days, in between the day that you were born (August 29, 1958), and the day of that horrific accident, in which the top of your head got burned, while filming that Pepsi commercial (January 27, 1984). That accident changed your life. There were also exactly 9,282 days, in between the day of that horrific accident, and the day of your "death" (June 25, 2009). How could that possibly be just a coincidence?
At no point was it ever proven that the fingerprints on the dead body matched your fingerprints. In fact, fingerprints were never even discussed. Your fingerprints were easily obtainable, from your driver's license and your passport.
Also, at no point was it ever proven that the DNA from the dead body matched anyone in your family. It was never even discussed either. In fact, all that was ever said was that the picture that was on your driver's license "looked like" the dead body.
The autopsy provided information on the alleged dental work that had been done on the dead body. But there is no proof that your dental records, from dentists in Las Vegas, Mexico, or anywhere else, were ever compared to the teeth on the dead body.
During Dr. Murray's trial, the dead body was never proven to be your body. Both the prosecution and the defense "stipulated" that the dead body was your body, which meant that neither side had to prove that it was your body. The EMT's who arrived at the house said that the body looked like a cancer hospice patient who had been ill for a very long time. It was extremely emancipated. When a defense attorney asked one of the EMT's if he thought the body looked liked you, the prosecution objected, and the EMT was not allowed to answer. When the baliff read the verdict, charging Dr. Murray with murder, it referred to the "alleged" murder of Michael Jackson, on the "alleged" day of June 25, 2009. The word "alleged" was used, because the jury didn't know who had died.
So...the greatest entertainer that the world has ever seen, supposedly died,
but yet, nobody bothered to prove that the dead body was actually yours?
That was absolutely astonishing.
Michael, I know that you are still alive.
Please email me.
You can trust me.
You need a friend.
I need a friend too.
My email is safe and secure to use.
Email: MissMoonwalker [at] protonmail [dot] com
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