In an ever increasing evil world I desired to be invisible, how would I achieve this unique separation time. My friends would tell if I blinked a thousand times, whilst sat down. Would I be gone, I sat, I tried too hard but to no avail. Then I utilised my imagination in breath, I experimented in many and varied parameters. My mind working overtime, then suddenly and unexplained the molecules of my physical being changed and as in disappearing trails of vapour, I was gone I had left a bit of space in the room for another and that my earth friends is how it goes invisible.
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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
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