Oh Peace

Oh peace be the key if that is an end to be, let not evil cloud our days born fresh and free a chance, but once to be in tune and touch, let not ill thought spoil any days that we have upon most beautiful earth.  Have love energy to spare if this can be tolerated all for the joy of feeling and the lords of sun upon Saturn.  Be that of glorious morning sunshine upon our bodies uplift and elevate potentials of future flying souls to eternity.


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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