Only those that fly are free candles and vigils for the world are now alight glowing in pockets of remaining peace, the souls of birds select where to land simply and softly a message, a vision of sorts can be seen if intensity is there. That the peaceable amongst us will continue to light a candle for mankind if we deserve a second chance, then it will come from the skies a message given in the avian songs sung by birds and shadows now a wall of wings.
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Author: Mason Cult Poet
Mason Cult Poet was born in Westmorland in the Lake District in a farming engineering community. On one side of the family many portions of nobility mainly the Stuarts. Mason Cult did as the herd does and went through the education process. attended drama school and ran small businesses. The stigma of mental health issues blighted him as it does with all creative people, was diagnosed in 2011 with a form of Asperger’s Syndrome which can impair executive function however it has given him a higher sense to see what others do not and from this ability he concludes the world is controlled by esoteric forces and that other interventions operate steering the world we know ro a new beginning..
What we witness we are forced to challenge and the work of Mason Cult assists this
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