Meet Billy Monk. YouTube deleted his channel. Eight seasons of Brisket Wisdom that literally no one asked for — lost forever. And thanks to moonshine and various other "elevating" consumables, he tragically remembers none of it.

Gone were the mulleted mystic's musings on: Carl Jung, Rumi, religion, Pleiadians, sky lore, bathroom form and etiquette, brisket cosmology, moonshine, generational karmic entanglements, DMT, star beings, and trolling spirit guides.

Little did anyone know, a South Korean super-fan of the backwoods brisket-smoking moonshiner — a humble student named Ji-Ho — was busy transcribing the archived videos when "The Purge" removed all traces of the show.

Ji-Ho pieced together and compiled many of the recovered musings into the sacred text you're about to read, which is unaltered except for margin notes from Billy's very unimpressed wife, Dee. It's like reading the Dead Sea Scrolls: fragmented, numbered, and with WTF-levels of confusion.

But if you look beyond the verses, dear reader, you'll find a family drifting out of frame as the guru struggles with his great awakening. The world's biggest fool? Or an accidental genius?

Come for the mullet. Stay for the wisdom.