Alright, so imma bout to drop some serious Illuminati secrets onto your sorry asses. Better hold off on taking that enema, broski, because the shit I'm shoveling is about to clog your whole damn septic tank. You ready? I'm ready. Let's go wake your ass up, bitch!

So, you know the whole societal pyramid thing? Yea you do, you know. Lots of poor people on the bottom, a small amount of rich people at top? Well, you don't need me to tell you that's deliberate; literally engineered that way. But, you might not know that there are deliberately engineered pathways up the pyramid. I'll explain.

The people at the bottom, the laborers and artisans, manipulate stuff. The people in the middle, the merchants and the officers, they manipulate people. The people at the top, the clergy and the politicians, they manipulate narratives. And what this means is you can jump up from one section to the next by practicing the associated skill sets.

When I was homeless, the goddamn gang stalkers hounded me to do performance arts and to beg. I can make fifty dollars a day doing shit like juggling in almost any city in America with the skills I now have because I engaged in specialized training sessions. I'm good at sales and marketing, as self-evident by the fact that I'm effectively building a garden market around a broken spork; me, in other words. And I know how I can instantly transform all of my traffic and following into sustainable moolah, but I got bigger fish to fry.

What's that? What fish? Oh, I'm just not stopping at being able to manipulate people into forking over a little cash, I want to get into people's minds and reprogram them. Literally, I'm shooting to be a messiah, and you gotta admit, when I hit a high point in my creative process, I'm definitely getting gears to turn in some heads, and that's only getting more reliable as time goes on. But don't worry, I'm not malicious; I'm just sick of being surrounded by stupid people who cause themselves and others much suffering. Gotta wake em all up before the vehicle called civilization goes over a cliff!

That's why the top of the pyramid (you've seen the back of a dollar bill before, right?), has a giant eye that's floating above the rest of the pyramid. We're the ones watching out for the rest of the unconscious bricks who are more obsessed with Candy Crush and the next time they get to see a titty than their spiritual work. In God we trust, because we are God, because we made ourselves God.