REVEREND TIMOTHY BLEARY

Reverend Timothy Bleary knew he was destined for the ministry when he was smote by the giant, cigar smoke-stained finger of GOD alongside a river in Maine. In Purgatory's waiting room he was quite unable to find the Metallgeld underneath the Sofa of the Universe, however he did turn up a few pieces of already chewed gum, which revealed to him how Being is supposed to be unbearably light, or something like that.

After just missing Ram Dass being there yesterday, and accidentally killing an innocent Bikku on the road instead of the Buddah, he decided his best course of action was to register to be a minister online for free with a fake last name. He received enlightenment and a complimentary certificate, suitable for framing. His tax exempt status is pending.

His pastimes include staring contests with the worm at the core, and getting ghosted by his inner demons when he text-invites them to tea.