After seventy years I have departed, three score years and ten, life wasn’t interesting anymore people or rather what was left of them said the usual goodbye on a foggy morning.

Accompanied by the sound of extra crows in the trees, they are always curious makes you anxious spirits and all. I had thought by this time there was a way not to be so dead but I couldn’t tell anyone where I had gone and still I was miles away by now, free as a bird in the sky for I had become a spirit guardian.

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

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