i woke up on a pool billiard table in the country side of England. security was ushering me off the 5000 pound piece of furniture from 300 years ago. apparently i was drunk last night and performed at a wedding. i then smashed a box of aftershave given to me by the bride and groom. i remember eating a load of Ketamine and listening to Dark Side of The Moon and for about 15 minutes i was communicating directly with god. how divine?