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Stills

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5. Stills

Collections, varied and odd.
Categorized and documented meticulously and with great care.
Dark curtains pulled, my secrets, no one else's.
Parts from all sorts, lined up and wait to be chosen.
Tattered and slightly worn, they still have their charm.
Do not trespass here. You will not return.
Soiled sheets line the walls and the floor.
Corpses hanging from the rafters, the smell of sex and fear fills the air.

Welcome to your new home.

Diagrams of the bodies strewn about, disected and studied.
I bludgeon you in the face and watch you gurgle as you hit the floor.
I lay on top of you and push my face into yours,
feeling your hot blood seep into my nose and eyes.
My arousal is growing. But we are just getting started.
I chain you down, and start gnawing on your neck and breasts,
ripping large chunks off and swallowing you whole.
We are becoming one.

I take photos of your evolution.
We must track your progress.
For transcending beyond the human form is rare.
I am bestowing a great honor upon you.
You should thank me.
Your face is beautiful, you are one of a kind.
I flay you open and cum into your wounds.
I am seeding a truly unique flower.
I will take care that you grow and are healthy.
I will never let you go.
Never let you go.
Never.

My photographs shall teach the world, the future of man.
Infinite possibilities. Infinite subjects. Infinite pleasure.

I close my eyes. And I see God.
He has burdened me with this task.
I must do as he commands.
Your Kingdom come.
His will be done.

This is the dream where we are at a funeral.
I do not know who it is for.
I stand, and nod to the family scattered around the church.
I slowly approach the coffin, and stare at the man lying within.
I masturbate onto his face.
I mash my face into his and crush his skull with my own.
I wish to reach out to him.
To be him.
Sadly, I cannot.
So I take his picture and I leave the church.

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from Burden, released June 6, 2010

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