I was a Mason. Joined because of Golden Dawn interest. Wanted the magic. I screwed up and laughed and giggled through the 3rd degree rite. My body would not physically prostrate during the ritual. I flubbed my lines. Nonetheless, I made master mason. I attended one more meeting and never went back. I took my 3rd degree in the temple shared with Solomon 1.
I thank Christ for letting me see how absurd it was. I thank him for preventing my body from prostrating in front of the book.