I Am Mystic Nothing & With Bladness

I am the mystic nothing and nothing is what man ? becomes all emotion lies in living life. Form a cruel joke for the kindest of emotions earth will be that of wasteland with pointless effigies mostly of stone ?. There will be caves and caverns with air currents for no one, waiting for visitors who will find this accidental sanctuary after millions of years patrolling universe looking for seeds of life to fashion man made a fool of itself with its once living ego its death ?, without futures with only light remaining in a sky landscape and a vicious self serving universe.

With blandness blocking brightness I travel on and on in wilderness waiting for bright lights to show an inspirational path to walk, and wind upon high to the pinnacle. I go to wait for energies in ether to strike tearing barriers down unblocking skies clearing minds an alternative mix in a different world that radiates joy ? and the forever .

Author: 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 View all posts by Mason Cult Poet