The Origins of The Cloud Factory

This is the story, of the birth of The Cloud Factory.

Once upon a time, in a world that isn't in any history book, in a world that was suffering from a lack of love and light. There were humans that were drowning in their own selfishness and greed. Art was dead. Guardians were sent down at the turn of every new era in hope of resurrecting the Lost Art. False guardians were created from the depths of the underworld to lead the people astray. Confusion infected the people, and they did not know which lie to believe. The people were divided by their beliefs. Rebel groups collaborated underground and grew strong. They began to manifest rapidly and become Monsters out of love for the return of Art. They were known by many names, but all fought for the same cause. A beast was created out of the people's ignorance, and ruled the streets with chaos and fear. The Beast destroyed the fame and absorbed all light. It deserves no name. The rebel Monsters begged The Beast for forgiveness, but it refused all requests and declared:
"I know no love. I know no light. I know no art. You have lost sight."

With nowhere to turn they went to the last place where Art was found, and the only place they could reach their creators: Vogue City.
The city holds the key to freedom. Through desolation and dust they found the 'Last Stage'.
The Monsters fell to their knees and prayed a little prayer;
"We come to you on the blackest day.
The lies we believed have led us astray,
It ate our heart, it ate our brain, our soul is next,
There is no other way,
Controlled by The Beast,
No strength left to fight,
Broken and wrong,
Please send us some light."

Through purple tear-drops they cried and the dance of romance, the creators heard their desperate heartbeat. They alone had been waiting for this day. The creators went to the centre of their universe and began to create the beginning of the end of their suffering.
The recipe is as follows;
- All of the fame
- A Monster's prayer
- A handful of freedom
- A single purple tear
- A part of GaGa's heart
- And also her brain
- Some of Ziggy's Stardust
- And Freddie's last name
- A world full of love
- A world full of pain
- A bucketload of glitter
- And a glass of champagne
- A minute of moonwalk
- A spoon of B's honey
- A glove full of sequins
- A pocketful of money
- Warhol's Art
- Red lipstick too
- A bowl of fashion
- And a NYers attitude
- Some eyeliner and hairspray
- A survivor or two
- A jar full of paint
- And leather platform shoes
- A dash of Lennon's vision
- Madonna's sugar and faith
- Alot of erotic dance moves
- Add more glitter to taste!
The res of the ingredients must not be said, for they can be found in your own head.

The creators mixed together all of these ingredients which resulted in a creation never seen before.
As they gazed upon their fallen world, they spoke to their lost Monsters:
"This gift that we made is to help you to see,
That light can be found in you and in me,
It also brings hope and Art of all kinds,
But is always safetly locked in the depths of your mind,
But treat it with care, it comes at a cost,
For if you lose it now,
It stays forever lost."

The Monsters rejoiced and their hearts sang a new song. They named the creation THE CLOUD FACTORY, for it is where dreams are born. As each group returned to their home, they shared the news of their gift, and slowly their world regained it's light, it's love, and it's art. The battle was won, but the war was not over. It still lives in the corner of your mind, feeding on fear and ignorance.
So in your darkest moments, the only way to destroy The Beast is to return to,
THE CLOUD FACTORY.