Fitting into the the devick kingdom I had to know for years all that I had achieved when walking in Turkers wood and imbibing and soaking in dark atmosphere, wondering how do we fit and what is happening. Every shape is different and indifferent at the same time, irregular would be the accurate meaning, Mason was fed up of symmetrical urban modern living prescribed at every turn and signposted, so there must be another way, so mason turned to the ancient wood to disappear never to return and he told know one he wanted to go and that he did, in a precision mode he walked as if floating in auric mist of purity and the cleansing violet flame. As mason walked toward a Georgia rhododendron bush and in perfect seamless time absorbed himself as a line of the grain rippling his way to the energy of nature.
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