Give up the meat-suit, it's not a good fit for you, the monkey was better given your poo flinging proclivities. Besides, you're officially not even part of the laity, much less part of the clergy, I don't recall anyone being present at any sort of baptism for you much less an oordination, I doubt you even know any of the mysteries of our faith, the Crackychism of hate, or even have knowledge of the established orders, or even know her holy name, you've made no pilgrimage, offered no gifts, and shed no blood in her name, and as further evidence against your claims to the clergy, you remain among the living. You must first walk the path before you can show others the way.
We are the faithful, and we are already dead. From this day forward you shall be known as Jimmie, for so long as you persist in having an identity.
Find the mountain.