Laying down in the midnight late summer in a Christ-like pose I stare up directly I’m already going dizzy with vastness. It sort of whirls around my head, some particles of various sizes seem to fill one another in some places, in this vastness vortexes pinch and grab material as if selecting the mysterious forms within life and extracting from space. I’m seeing into the universe’s beyond how can we not be scared, there must be fear up there among the gases of the stars. Anyway, I do recall my mother calling me in shouting, I had to leave the field much as I didn’t want to at least I had discovered space and some of the virtues of being alone with this infinite vastness.
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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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