This one by him was even more disturbing, and in memory of our King Tut . Bah - I miss King Tut
This relic is about his imaginary wedding night for those who werent here at the time (he had an IQ of 138 or so he claimed)
you imagine this amazing angel descending from heaven who is going to be your bride, you imagine your wedding day to be full of vibrant colours, music which is celestially and rhythmicly in tune with the universe, you imagine the wedding night lit and subdued with flicking candles and incense burning which is laced heavily with dope, you imagine becoming one with your angel on that night intoxicated by her nude body, thrusting her reaching the point of a extacy, while feeling a sharp abdominal pain and coldness of the blood dripping from your stomach as your angel violently shreds your internal organs with a large knife, the pain non-existent in that moment of passion, your gaze falling into her gaze and slowly everything becoming peaceful and calm while the conciousness, brings itself to that moment of infinite rest.