I Am. An Ode to God by Mason Cult
I am the scientist, therefore, I am. What you call God, little did you know till I told you of this. For years you have gone to your church like…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
I am the scientist, therefore, I am. What you call God, little did you know till I told you of this. For years you have gone to your church like…
The Door in the Iceberg Upon Earth time is running out and in Antarctica, there was a crypt, buried in what seemed to be a colossal pyramid shaped iceberg. A…
Mason visited an old air base in his local area and his wild imagination kicked in, the end result was this…enjoy. Have you been lately, to an old airfield, walked…
Britain the new Guernica upon a gable end terrace, do not make me laugh Pablo, the warring table, banging Brits fighting over sausage and mash. The air raid hats sat…
A thousand people in one room morphing in transmigration, a thousand faces coming and going spinning energising pulled from the vortex of the chakra all fleeting stepping up and on…