Stuart Pot is Buddhist.
He is a man that can accept what he cannot change.
He wears a cross.
It is inverted.
It dangles on a flimsy black thread.
It is gold, and plain.
He wears it every day, and the world has never seen the outline underneath his t-shirts. His own bandmates do not notice it.
Stuart is doomed, because this cross is all he has to cling to. His only hope. And all he can do is to clutch the cold metal in the black of night.
One day, Murdoc woke up and that crucifix was not lying on his bare chest.
He never saw it again.
