Not Quite a Voice & Loneliness is not Death. Plus a short Ode…

Not Quite a Voice.

It’s not quite a voice but a sound struggling to be heard of that I am sure, in messages not understood as yet but stronger and louder it becomes as in knowledge to arrive at a point to be understood. I say the words humans are not wanted on earth, now struggling earth college has finished. We must die and leave make great way for incarnation unknown for now there is but a wind till change occurs.

Loneliness is not Death.

Loneliness is not death, as death is not loneliness. Fragile we fall apart in time, those we love drifting three sixty, slowly in disharmony hands apart around we go. Staring into blank space I will lead you by the hand and look for eternity. Destiny is another place an unknown menu as yet.

It Wanders Still.

I came here a little, saw a little and then I went as millions before, with a little pain and a little fuss I vanished yet I know myself it wanders still.

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 View all posts by Mason Cult Poet