You guys just don’t even know how much I think about
becoming famous, because it is a real possibility. After meeting and talking
with Michael McLean, I feel at ease now when the word ‘fame’ is brought up. I
feel in control. Growing up, fame was something everyone wanted, but when seen
on television, I discovered that the glamour was more like a living hell. This
shocked and surprised my little mind beyond any cure, or so it seemed. If I
became famous, guess what? I could change the world. I could help others, and
my good example would be magnified and I could influence others for the better
and make a difference in the world.
I have often wondered how the rest of the world reacts to
someone famous. I have wondered what my friends would think of me, and how
their opinions would change. Well, sure if you are Beyonce, sure you are bound
to be recognized and flaunted before others, but what about Michael McLean? He
is incredibly famous, but you probably had to go look him up, huh? Yep. But he
is so famous and talented that it isn’t even funny. Now, though, fame has
become more than a dream or idea; it has become a reality.
When I talked to him, I realized that fame was more a
different perspective. He was very thoughtful and careful (I noted that they
tended to watch what they said and learned to respect everyone) , and he always
gave rounded answers (ones that lend back to you concluding the answer instead
of a straight and direct one). They are a lot different! He is nothing like I
imagined! He is funny, kind, caring, and he has a very thoughtful way about
him. I just loved everything about him! Someday, with hard work and skill, I
hope to become like him in this regard towards fame.
Speaking of fame, guess what? Well….when I talked to him (in
my paralyzed and fearful state—a rather teary one, too) I thrust out the fact
that I was a singer and that his music touched me and made me feel more loved
than I had a long time, because music was my language, my way of understanding
things like the world. I feel a connection with him, and it burned into my
soul. Anyhow, so when I told him that, he he said that music was magical like
that, and he said that when I recorded myself that I should look him up on
facebook and send it to him! (but like a recording studio) It was an incredible
invitation, and I felt beyond honored. Maybe it wasn’t like, ‘Hey, I might let
you sing some of my songs’, but more like a, ‘when you decide to put yourself
out there, look me up’. I don’t know where this will lead, but I feel
like...dang, more religion!...haha, I feel like God told me to go talk to him.
I feel like he knew that I need to hear that encouragement, and that he sent
Michael McLean to bring me this message of hope. I feel like this simple
invitation could change my entire life. I know it was God, though. Because,
see, I talked to him twice. I said hi, I told him my name, and then I just
left. But I had this burning sensation that was almost painful that I should go
back and just…talk to him. It was WAY intense, but I felt the Spirit, and I
knew that I had done what God wanted me to do. I really don’t know where any of
this will lead, whether it will lead to fame, or just an increase in
self-confidence, but all I know is that God has made me do all of this for a
reason, and I feel his love even now. Something good will come of this
experience; it is only a matter of time.
Thank you, Michael
McLean, in advance, for changing my life in such a wonderful and meaningful
way. I may never be able to thank you enough for all of the tears you made me
cry on October 28, 2012 at the simple fireside that you were so considerate enough
to attend. My life will remain forever
changed.
With all my thanks and love,
Evening Star
P.S. Catch you readers later! *waves* Thanks for listening
to the mushiness, but I couldn’t help it; I have finally found someone to
idolize. xD
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Go on, talk. Or else my brownies will walk away. Yeah, I thought so. ;P