Down At Dawn & Everything Pyramid

Down at Dawn.

Does reality have to come down at dawn, every day millions in an hour of blankness and fear of the sound outside, that is but ceaseless to your ears. But you sit in fear your world is of silence and ruthless are the people now in hordes, controlled by sound waves and pick ups, a dog barks alone in the distance, a screaming child remains alone, screaming but know one, knows, where for it is. Like you, alone in need of reassurance. For this day and forever we are all alone. Ruled by the zombies of upper echelons of the manifested elite. In your ears and all and everywhere god remains in a revised book, but the dust has settled once more waiting for a hand in new revelations route.

Everything Pyramid.

Everything a pyramid, a cascade over time. Trickling slowly to the margins of earth. imparting of their energy fields in creation, preservation and over land, migration. Since great out breathing brought forth change in evolution’s range and type, relentless ceaseless. Never to be ending the unstoppable on a phenomenal journey.

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