Slowly to my eyes came a new sky in the middle of a ferocious storm a mile or more high a vortex opened, at first spinning and gradually coming to a halt then a deathly silence ensued down to my bones. I was chilled to zero tilting again with an abrupt news to a fault multitudes, of pinhole astral beams spun downward. Within the specified radius to the earth they brightly spun. The earth nature equivalent of a tree seed thump, swish pods planted, uniform pods, all tall in luminous auric splendour. Transfixed and poll axed. I was fixated to this distant point I was not going to move for sure for what I might indeed miss. Upon minutes that rolled and shuttered like a science movie many of which I had perused, it came to pass that slowly the seems of the vertical luminous pods slowly cracked like a vertical earthquake. The power. I felt at a distance emerging and colours with former emerged in ethereal landscape, new beings of a species thus far unknown but why is it, I the esoteric mason cult the only earth model to witness this Saturn.
By 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