Is it a cross or a new junction we seek, the cross is bringing pain in the name of it. There is now death and hatred what are we to do, we cannot sanction ourselves to kill in the name of the Lord, there must be a corner to turn maybe we should ditch the evil in the opium that is religion. If you can stand outside the all of it maybe we are just mortally free. Morality is but a word with silence you can start again. Maybe scientists are now gods and the cross rather confusing so yesterday’s news remains in the dark landscape of yesterday’s derelict ruins, with spiders crawling unknown over the many faces of the past. Personally I’m seeking a new vision from the cities in the clouds and white mountains that proliferate around its looks so pure compared to our bloody delusions as above so below…yeah whatever.
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