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Michael Jackson Was Murdered

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Someone please get this letter to Michael Jackson's real attorney and/or to his family

6/25/2009 Letter subitted to and rejected by UCIrvine, posted to KCAAradio group on Yahoo Groups

Hi

 I’m writing to contact Atty Brian Oxman, the attorney for the family of Michael Jackson. I would greatly appreciate it if you could pass this message along to him because I have information relating to the death of Michael Jackson that is relevant to the reason for his murder at this time.

 I saw Mr. Oxman on MSNBC today, and he made some remarks that make me certain that Mr. Oxman is aware of the probability that Michael’s death was caused by psychotronics and directed energy weapons, which I believe Mr. Oxman is familiar with because of attacks which hospitalized him not long ago. Much to  my dismay and sorrow, I have reason to believe that my own situation , as well as materials on my website, are directly related to the reason for his death.

I am currently under attacks similar to Michael Jackson’s, and my body can serve as evidence that such attacks are occurring, as well as the source of such attacks.

Because I am also a victim of directed energy weapons and psychotronics, which he is well aware of, I am providing this url to my own website, where I will post this letter for him to read as well regarding my work as an entertainment writer in the late 70’s, at which time I had the pleasure to interview Jermaine Jackson at KIQQ Radio, at which time Jermaine provided me with a signed album at the time of the release of the album Let’s Get Serious.

In addition, I would recommend contacting Toni Brown regarding an interview with Billy Preston, who died a similar untimely death at the UCLA Medical Center, which is also related to my case,  in the same time period at the studios of Motown Records. She can place you in touch with Syreeta Wright, who was in attendance at that interview with her husband Reggie regarding the album Late At Night. I believe if you ask Syreeta the “object” of her song “Blame It On the Sun”, you’ll likely find out it was me.  Tell her to replace the word sun with “son”, and it will help her to understand the relevance of this inquiry.

Because of my own circumstances and ongoing attacks against me, communications with me are unreliable, however my phone number is 360 701 2801. My Address is 101 E Ritz Drive, Shelton Wa.  Also known as Harstine Island.  In addition, let him know that any contact with me will likely be necessary in person, as phone calls are unlikely to get through without re-direction via AT&T, and since he does not know me, it should be assumed that his call would be redirected to authorities responsible for my own “containment”.

I assure you that if you view this site, containing evidentiary documentation of the  attacks against me and more, as well as leads to over 900 victims of such attacks, it will seem unusual to you, HOWEVER. He will know EXACTLY what to do regarding the information I am providing for him. So, please, pass this on and let him be the judge of what to do with this material regardless of any opinions you may have of it. Again, I assure you, it will not seem unusual to him after placing  a couple of phone calls.

The specific url he should look at is below, which is a letter to Michael & Jermaine Jackson

http://www.charlesrehn.com/charlesrehn/books/aconversationwithamerica/letterstoartists/michaelandjermainejackson.htm

Thank you very much in advance for your efforts to provide him with this prescient information, as well as my most sincere and heartfelt at the loss of such a wonderful person. And Brian, please extend my love and sorrow to his family.

Sincerely,

Charles Rehn Jr. IV

Dear Michael & Jermaine;

I've loved the music of your family - individually & collectively, for a very long time. Since I was a child. Eveything.

And I've loved who you've been as people. It's difficult for me to say what I have to say and separate you two in the discussion, and yet, the way I'm going to do it is with separate discussions.

I'm going to start by saying that it's become apparent tome that if anyone in this world knows who I am, it's you guys. Based on what I've become aware of recently, you've suffered because of it, and if that's true, I am so sorry. I was truly willing to stan dup before. And, in yor cases, I want you to know I was in the backfground standing up for you all the way, with prayers, comments and sorrow.

I also want to say to Syreeta and Reggie, and Tonui Brown and Joe my AR Rep, and Smokey Robinson... thank you for your courage... If I'd been more of an opportunist, this all would have been done long ago. The real reason I missed the interview with Smokey is because I just got this feeling I wasn't supposed to go (same thing happened with Toto).

Michael, there's a story I've wanted to share with yuo for quite some time, that I'd hoped I could tell you in person so you'd know I understand. Who you are to me, more than anyone else, is Earth Song. That, and a person with so much love in his heart, in a world that no longer understands such free expressions of unconditional love.

A number of years ago, when I was getting a divorce, running my small business, and learning to take vacations (which is kind of fun) a friend of mine in Humboldt county and his wife asked me to take care of their two boys for 10 days. By myself.

The thing is, I'd really planned my life around the idea of being married and having children. I wanted to know that special feeling of knowing that a child came into the world, and was actually the result of two people coming together and creating the vessel of a beautiful, pure being that was truly of a part of me and an expression of love.

And the idea of being given the privilege of being the steward to this child, this prcious, pure little being and teching them by providing them inforation, allowing them to be and experience, and to guid them and shape their special little hearts and souls and minds such that they could live in tis world and still find peace in their faith, beliefs, freeom and freedom of being despite the pressures and circumstances of our times. And then, to see them flourish in a profession of their choosing that makes thm happy and allows them to be the best they can be.

Knowing that I could not take credit for their success, but knowing I had the privilege of being a part of what empowered them. God's little children. His angels. And just loving them, unconditionally, and allowing them the certainty of that above everything and anything that could possibly happen along the way. I like to think it would be my part of what God says is Him perfecting Himself in us.. the part about how He doesn't consider Himself to be complete until every one of us is all we could possibly be.... and as parents, being stewards to these prcious little tykes... and how well we do in raising them is one of His proofs of whether He's been successful in nurturing and guiding beings as well.

If there's anything in this world I have desired it has been that pleasure, raising children, and ever since I found out that wasn't "possible", it had a profound effect on my life. (But, strangely enough, that's another story for Barry Manilow)

So, I told my friends, sure, I'll take care of them. I'd been around kids alot before. Fed 'em. Changed 'em. Listened to them crying in the night. Was their favorite uncle. Nothing like letting a pile of kids beat you up. Takin' 'em to the park and the zoo. Being the one they come to talk to.

But I had no idea what I was getting into. I think Keven was 2 and Patrick was 4 or 5. Really sweet little boys. 3 meals a day, bedtimes. I'd sneak in my own food from time to time and sneak in naps while they were napping. And then, those kid movies. Cartoons. Sesame Street. It's a good thing I liked them. :} It's not like I had a choice. :}

And I was really disappointed. The old friends from high school, who I thought would want to come over and hang out, or want me to come over and hang out while taking care of the kids, didn't want to because they didn't want to deal with the hassle of the kids. So there I was, being an adult, sort of, you know how that goes, in the world of children. Suspended animation.

The Last Starfighter is one of my favorite movies to this day. That and Little Shop of Horrors... which became a problem. Anyway...

This one day, little Kevin was having trouble sleeping during his nap time. I was out on the couch watching a movie, hoping to doze off myself when he came out, crying, missing his mom and dad. So, I just scooped him up and held him in my arms, let him know I loved him and we both both just fell to sleep together like that. I can't think of any other word to describe it but "sweet" myself.  It was just sweet. A precious moment I'll always treaure. Pure innocence and love.

Turns out, though, I was watching Little Shop of Horrors, and he woke up at a certain part he wsn't supposed to see, and when his parents got home, he told them about this moment when the movie really scared him. And, when it was all over, I was this bad guy for being so irresponsible as to have let him see a part of the movie he wasn't supposed to see.

Meanwhile, after that day, Kevin told me some things that, frankly were embarrassing to his parents, about things he didn't like that he thought were unfair and punishment he didn't deserve, and we had some good little talks, and I think I helped him work out some issues he had with his parents. Seems like it.

Anyway, when all the news about you came out... frankly, I never believed it. Oh, we all make mistakes... like not protecting ourselves when we know the media and enemies would just love to find a headline to sell and increase their ratings.  I got into some real verbal scuffles on your behalf with the media.... even told this story in greater detail.

And then there's the part about Neverland... and I don't mean to make this a complaint about my life...because of my faith in God and my resilience, I suppose, despite the things that have happened, I really feel I've had a great life in a beautiful world... with some problems... but, it seems my "bubble life"... the part that's been manipulated for me to fail, or have something bad happen every time I begin to succeed...   the part that's had me experience a million things at least once so that I had an awareness of an abundance of issues and problems and solutions... and particularly now, now that I know it's been going on since I was a child... and then, just because of the oppressive conditions of my childhood... sort of add up to me having the same feeling you do... not regretting your life, but knowing you missed getting to "play" as a child, still being a serious adult with serious intentions and goals, knowing God had a purpose for your life and that all things do lead to something toward that purpose....

I guess the easiest way to say this is that I really hope I get to go play  with you at Neverland... it looks like fun.  That's the child, artist and musician in me that I don't ever plan to surrender to anyone or anything. It's that part of the soul and spirit that expresses the unfettered, unencumbered being that you are, that I am, that we all really are deep inside. That same child like innocence and purity of a child. The part that I'm grateful is perpetuated in the ever-present awe of the beauty of the world and people and beings.

There's another part of it I relate to. For so many years living alone, a single white male in his 40's and all... with all the paranoia about child rape and abduction and molestation going on in the news... if there's one thing that saddened me was the slow but continuous instillation of the attitude in American parents that anyone with my "profile" must be a potential child molester.

I certainly can't blame parents for wanting to protect their children. But, the fear has become a paranoia, thanks to sensationalistic media. The fact is, the rate of child abduction and molestation has been consistently going down. I haven't checked the figures in the last 2 years, but prior to that, they were going down.

And yet, more and more over time, parents would prevent me from interacting with their children because I was a single male, over 40, was private (some thought reclusive, but the fact is growing up in the hills, I'm just self-contained in a lot of ways, I know how to be alone, to an extent, though I love being with people too). So I fit the profile, the stereotype. And each time a parent would do something or make a statement that let me know they were "protecting" their children from me, I'd just look down in sorrow and understand in every way, but, like you said, Michael, I'd jump off a bridge before I'd harm a child.

So, regardless of all the little details of the incidents... I just wanted you to know that there is at least one person who understands your intent and your being. And I think you're a beautiful, wonderful person. And I still think your singing Good King Wenceslaus was funny and, how do I say it... courageous... faithful... I hope it brought comfort to you. :}

Personally, I sing Christmas Carols when I'm feeling good about things. Silver Bells. Emmy Lou Harris version :} Seriously. Do you like slot cars? I want you and Prince to do a single together. I'll write it. :} It'll be fun. Just give me a drum track and a bass line... :} BTW: Earth Song... I noticed. Bought the 25th Anniversary album. Had all the tracks, but the art work and liner are great. And the holographs.

Jermaine -

As the mystery is revealed... first, let me tell you I always appeciated your genius. I always wondered why you weren't more successful as a solo act, but then, I also know geniuses often end up   working more in the background because they're typically ahead in theory, concept and application, and therefore, just a touch out of step. But I love everything I've heard that you've had a hand in. Including Dancing Machine. Got me going. :}

Anyway... Let's talk about KIQQ... that day we met was quite a treat for me. Like so many other artists, I knew their music and loved it, but I rarely checked out the personal histories because I somehow knew that the music held the message.. and everybody likes to be known, but there's a reason for the songs that bubble up when you're deciding what to record.. other than pressures for hits...

So, that day, the interview happened... and I so loved your presence... there was a  real sense of peace about you, and some kind of mystery going on, I could sense it... the jogging outfit seemed to characterize your casual presentation... Let's Get Serious was the hit at the time... You're supposed to save your love for me... too.   I remember you asked me if I wanted your autograph... I never asked people, because I wanted to let them know I wasn't trying to step over any boundaries, that I didn't want them to feel like I was a groupie, and I wanted them to know I saw them as a person, an individual, not some image of a "star"... and I think I authentically succeeded in those things (this is the first time I've admitted this: the most difficult part all the time, in meeting all the famous people I've met in the ways I have, is because the truth is I was being extra careful to restrain myself because I was always hoping for the moment when I could have the opportunity to say... hey, I'm like you.. look at all this stuff I've written since I was a kid. I don't want  to be a star or anything, but it'd be cool to have some of these recorded so I could write more and do some good things with my life and get to hear a song of mine on the radio :})

I actually know that Billy Preston was offering me that opportunity in a way. Given what we talked about and how it happened, I couldn't see how we could possily get together and not end up playoing music.  I really didn't want to step over the boundaries, and still, that's I suppose part of why I admire him so much. That, and just who he was. And I'm sure I'll get the chance to hear his "gospel" stuff. 

Anyway... it was just a couple weeks ago that I realized at KIQQ that you slipped me a different album... I wasn't paying attention.. I figured you just gave me another copy of Let's Get Serious. The one you gave me is great. I actually listened to it, finally. A few weeks ago, I think. Even remembered it in my mind. And I have tell you, I chuckle at the outfit you're wearing. The colors and all...

The only other thing I'll say about it for now is that there have been many things that I've gotten over the years.. special things that I receive... that I give away to other people. I like to give special things to special people. There have been a couple of times when I've almost given that autographed album away to special people... and something always made me say, no, that's too special. So I kept it, and I'm glad I did.

Partly, now, because when you originally gave it to me, I read it, and I couldn't quite make it out, I thought all it said was "I Love You, Jermaine".  I have to admit, I thought that was kind of unusual... a star might sign something "Love, Jermaine" or somethin... but, I figured, you know those musician types. Besides, to be honest, I knew artists can see and sense things about people, and I wondered if maybe you sensed like, who I was in terms of "being"...  

After looking at it again after all these years, I realize it says much more, and I can't make it out, but I hope to find out some day. And the only other thing I wanted to say about that is that part of the reason I kept the album... and I don't quite know how to explain this or say it... but, I love you too. And it's always been more like a kinship than admiraton. I always figured that was why AR reps got so upset with me when artists would want to continue interviews 2 and 3 times longer than the time allotted:} We just hung out.

What else can I really say about all this? I don't know. There's much more I'd like to say that would likely sound like pandering in one way or another, though I'm sure you'd understand. I hope, though, one day I'll have that opportunity... at which time I'll thank you for your work, your beings, and your faithfulness. It has not gone unnoticed. At least, not in my world.

 

 

 

 

Please also visit:
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www.planetarymix.com
www.fortheloveoftheworld.com

 

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