The last moment of a life - as I see

I open my eyes. I see nothing but a blaze. Its white and shiny. Kinda like it. The more I look the more I like it. It magnetizes me. I feel like I wanna reach it. Touch it.
Just once.
But deep inside I know, if I do, it will eat me up.
I feel somebody is watching me. I turn back. I see my family looking at me. All my loved ones. Begging. Without words. With their eyes. Don't go, they say.
I feel...confused...
Moments later it turns to despair. What shall I do?
Which way to go?
Somebody, help me. I can't make such a decision. I love my family. But that shiny blaze keeps pulling me hard.
Suddenly I realize, I'm alone.
There's no one to help.
I need to choose.
Now.
I start to cry. Without tears. With my heart. Because now I know, that in truth, I don't have a choice.
The blaze has.
And the blaze wants me.
I start to walk towards it. Even though I don't want to. Even though I fight with all the power I have.
But it's pointless.
I look back to my family again. I can feel their pain. I say goodbye. I say I love you all. I hope they heard me.
The blaze embraces me.
I know it's over.
This is it.

Why are Michael's fans unique

I found this on the Internet, unfortunately I can't recall where, so I don't know who wrote it, but whoever did I just wanna say THANK YOU, 'cause you put in words what most of us felt for soooo long.

"...Simply, Michael Jackson's fans are just like Mike in that they will not be deterred. By nature of their calling, Michael's fans are constantly summoned to put on the full armor, stand on the front lines and fight. Oftentimes with their pen as their sword, they fight alongside and for Michael's right of humanity. By so doing, they fight for tolerance over prejudice, unconditional love over criticism; wisdom over ignorance and justice over inequality - not only for Michael, but for themselves as well.

...They laugh with him in his happiness; weep with him in his sorrow and pray for him in troubled times. Their hearts are warmed when he is embraced, and bleed when he is ill-treated. Despite the stratospheric highs and seemingly cavernous lows that come with being a Michael Jackson fan, they remain loyal. They, like Michael, refuse to allow naysayers to steal their joy, obstruct their way or shape their opinions. They, like Michael, refuse to have their destiny defined or dictated by another. They also refuse to stand idly by as others attempt to deny Michael his rightfully earned legacy.

...Their loyalty, enthusiasm, intelligence and genuine adoration of their musical idol is unparalleled by other artists' fan communities. However, for all their attributes, when it comes to one particular matter, Michael Jackson's admiring fans, will always be bested. For try as they might, no matter to what infinite degree they say and believe they love MichaelJackson, the King of Pop in true regal fashion, will always say and prove he loves them more"