Travel as a naked mind in an unforgiving world of hate and greed, in humble disposition to greet those who cannot understand of my reason to exist. We are lite upon the surface but we are irrelevant and I am afraid, the world knows us not for we are, grazers in a round of experiments. The master is taking a break till the next round.
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
I love this. The idea of the mind being ‘naked’ (stripped down to its essence) is tantalising. It resonates with 1 Timothy, 6:7, ‘Naked I came from my mother’s womb and naked I shall return…’