When St Peter opened the gates he asked of me did I own a home, “no” I said “but I’ve walked through a Forest all my life among animals and birds that fly high to greet the sun, with breezes gliding over there wing tips.” St Peter informed me that I had been a good human on earth saving creatures along the way that is why you will be prefered in eternity in the wonderful world of heaven, and verily from my hand one hundred notes given as entry into the land of mlik and honey…
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