The ILLUMINATI is stuck scratching their heads wondering...

They don't know what to do with the lightworker come to be referred to as 'Nobody'. After dodging every attempt to kill him, lock him away, badger him and drive him crazy the People of the Sun have secluded him on the other side of the continent. While he is trying to figure out how to continue his fight, they have placed him in an environment where every thought, word and action is being carefully surveilled by their highest experts. They have no idea what to make of the pure intuitive light that flows through him from the creator. The entire occult community is in a state of paralyzed shock right now trying to figure out what to do next while he wonders the same yet with complete confidence. He has brazenly been going around rubbing shoulders with the elite of the elite that he now has free open access to. A master of the urban jungle, whenever one gets infuriated with his viewpoints he simply disappears into the crowd and retreats back to what he believes is a safe place however he is naive the danger lurking literally right around the corner.

Right now the entire charade is wobbling on an unstable ledge of a cliff and both the reinCaRnated ancient nobody and the top of the Illuminati white hat food chain are all tap dancing on it. If it gives way, they all fall.