Find me, seek me. for I am everywhere and nowhere and yet somewhere inbetween, I am energy within light I am daylight for I become bright showering shafts, through cloud breaks on any given day, you won’t talk to god but he is there within the the benevolence
of earth.
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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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This reminds me of the poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye, ‘Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep’. How often have we thought of those whom we have loved and lost, then felt their soft breath in the wind or their gentle touch in the rain.