The Lifestream of Nod

Well after an undulating path in the lifestream of nod and eighty three years in the game it was time to decide upon grim death, well  I pondered and after some deliberation made contact with the cloud taxis.  I had been promised a private audience upon ascension and a seat on heavens deck.

 So I said to my droplet lets go misty and high just under the big scare and those weird balls in what I know as space in a non return way,  I said to droplet “which cloudbreak do we enter before the wind of despair blows me off trail
for my astral journey.” Droplet said “do not worry you will have time to meet the father his son before you turn into a holy ghost. I said to droplet the cloud maker “a.u.m to that will start again.”

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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