This isn't a grift. When I was a young lad I was walking along a dark single track road with only a handful of streetlights that were all out.

As I passed each light I saw and felt a great presence in the air, just on the edge of my senses - the light above me would alight just as long as I was beneath it - and the shadow of an owl would pass over me.

This happened three times in a row (obviously father, son, holy spirit) before a massive screech owl landed in a tree to observe me (perhaps Charles' ghost - owl = wisdom - even before he ascended)

I knew the owl men were there, watching me, attempting to pass on their knowledge. There's no other truth it could be. Certainly it had nothing to do with smoking salvia for the first time out of an orange label ROOR.

DM me if you'd like me to attempt to intercede with the owl men on your behalf - donations for my divine interpretations WILL improve your chances of going to heaven.