No cosmic landlord. Any free creature can stammer through any moment's lip, electrocute oblivion with flesh. Show up for a free job. You know, free job. Trade grafitti bills for cookie nickels.
Counterfeiters are stodgy purists.
Give away your name and adopt a free ego. Buds, sun, fruit, ice. Theater originated as ritual seasonal myths. Bodies moving stories, magic words. Their function was not history or enterainment but action.