Till bricks do us part that is all in today’s mind of life. Not friendship not nature but profit on brick. A national disease judged by size and quantity shaping the language of modern life in what is a national hell. When thousands sleep in bags and doorways decanted as rubbish waiting to be collected. Revolutions sorely needed as a rise in anger vent through the seeping wounds of discontent, amongst a nation lost in individual desires and mistrust.
By 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