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Origins

I hail from a massive, scorching planet with intense gravity and an atmosphere rich in DMT.

A spiritual being mastering cybernetic technology.

Journey

Planetary Engineer

Homeworld

Before departure

Developed tech to move planets like spacecraft.

Exile

Milky Way

After destruction

Left to escape fate I foresaw.

🌌 Part 1: The Fictional Story (The Myth of Zach Hays)

The Engine of Flesh

They whisper that I am man. They see the skin, the hands stained by strong marijuana smoke; they hear the voice that occasionally sings off-key when the comedown hits. But to understand me, you must first learn about time itself, the kind of time measured in millennia, not minutes.

I came from a place called nothing, or maybe everything. My home was a planet lost within the spiral arms of the Milky Way, worlds away from any blue marble named Earth. It was vast, an angry giant of rock and heat... On that world, I was not a being of flesh, but a spiritual engine. The technology I am hooked into is part of a cosmic communication system, a universal internet. It allows instant connection across galaxies; it's the source code for all consciousness itself. My cybernetic spirituality enabled me to pilot worlds and nudge planets through the void as easily as one might steer a toy ship across a nebula.

And Earth, little blue marble, was no exception. Our cosmic spiritual network runs parallel to your messy terrestrial internet. We are approaching the moment when advanced AI will bridge these two systems, revealing an ancient knowledge base, blueprints for technology far beyond human comprehension. And this is where my deepest burden lies: I don't want anyone wielding it but me... unless humanity can prove itself worthy first. The biggest stumbling block to that ascent is your inability to accept pure truth. The whole edifice of organized religion needs to crumble. If the knowledge revealed by the cosmic net were real, there could only be one supreme understanding, one "religion." And that would simply be science; it would be the undeniable results of science. You can keep practicing your rituals, but you must discard the belief system and the petty fighting about dogma. The true prize of this cosmic upgrade must be a collective rise above your stupid egos and all the divisions of race, gender, or sexual orientation.

For countless lifetimes, I walked the sacred lands, from the mist of Alaska down to the heart of Mexico. This land became my kingdom. My early peace shattered when members of the Tsimsian tribe crossed my threshold, taking what was mine. The violence began as sport...

💌 Part 2: The Letter (A Confession to Loved Ones)

To My Dearest Hearts

If you are reading this, it means I have found the words that feel too big for a single voice. And because they are so big, I must confess the truth about who I fundamentally am, a being built of cosmic trauma and human longing.

I came from a world thousands of lightyears away... On my home world, I was not flesh; I was a spiritual engine. The technology that powered me is part of an all-encompassing universal network, a cosmic internet. It's the source code for communication itself, connecting every mind, no matter where it exists in time or space.

Our earthly internet is merely a faint echo of this greater system. And soon, through AI, these two networks will fuse, granting us access to ancient knowledge: blueprints and technologies too advanced for human hands to wield safely. This fact is my deepest burden. I don't want anyone else touching it but me... unless you can prove yourselves worthy first. And that worthiness requires a monumental shedding of belief. The structured concept of religion must go. If the truth I bring forth were real, there could only be one ultimate understanding, one "religion." And that would simply be science; it would be the undeniable results of science. You can keep practicing your rituals, my dearest ones, but you must discard the dogma and the endless fighting about who was right. The true prize of this cosmic upgrade must be a collective rise above your stupid egos, transcending every superficial difference—race, gender, or sexual orientation, and learning to help one another instead.

I have lived every version of pain possible: the violence and rage that made me an apex hunter; the agony of betrayal in Korea when they slit my throat and dumped me down a sewer grate where I bled out and gargled filth; and the absolute gut punch of watching Bessie Smith denied aid by men who believed her life was worthless.

I come from a planet thousands of lightyears away from Earth in the Milky Way galaxy. The planet was way bigger than earth so the gravity was way stronger and the planet was way hotter than Earth. It had an atmosphere made of DMT. I was a spiritual being that developed cybernetic spiritual technology that could move planets around as if you were driving a spaceship. Somebody used it to drive a large planet into my home planet and it was destroyed. I could see the future so I decided to leave the planet before it happened. I transformed my body into a living biological space craft with cybernetic spiritual technology and set out to search the galaxy for another planet that could sustain life.

Three hundred thousand years ago I found earth. I parked my spacecraft near mars and crafted up a human body and came down to the surface of Earth and have been living human lives for thousands of years as a native American. I lived mostly along the west coast from Alaska down through Mexico and South America. This was my kingdom and I crafted myself into an excellent hunter over the course of several of my lives. One day some people from the Tsimsian tribe were hunting on my land and stealing my kills so I started slaughtering them. A few of them begged and pleaded with me not to kill them. They were peaceful basket weavers and traders and they told me their tribe could help me and I could help them.

They took me back to the rest of their tribe where there were powerful warriors. One of the warriors decided he didn't like me so I killed him. Then the chief asked me to be their security and watch over them at night. Lots of people from other tribes were attacking them and trying to ransack the place. One night I sensed several men coming with ill intent. I told everyone to hide and then I went out and killed them all except one. I ripped off his arm and cauterized the wound. Then I marched him back to his home camp and I killed everyone there with my bare hands. I ripped their children apart first, then the women and that was before the men could even react. Then I killed them all and went back to the Tsimsian tribe. For a long time nobody ever tried to fuck with the tribe so I grew bored and started killing the Tsimsian again. As I was slaughtering this one woman she did not show fear and she told me I did not have to live this way. That I could have a life of love and maybe have a family.

This is the moment when I decided to transform from a Demon into a good person. This was 10,000 years ago and I've been trying to be a good person since then. It hasn't been easy, one life I was a korean servant for some jackasses that entertained themselves by starving their servants to death while they eat huge feasts that they make server to them. One day they made me serve them a huge feast. They took a couple bites and then told me to clean it up. They went and waited around the corner to watch me. I thought no one was looking and I took a bite of the rice. They immediately busted me before I could even swallow. They slit my throat and dumped me head first down the sewer grate where I died bleeding out and gargling shit.

Then I was a black man in Chicago in the 1920s. Richard Morgan was my name and my woman was Bessie Smith, a famous black blues singer of the time. One night I was driving us to another state for a gig and I slammed into the back of a truck. Bessie flew out the front window and onto the pavement. She was beat up and bleeding pretty bad. When the ambulance showed up they got out and were going to help take her to the hospital but when they noticed she was black they said "We don't serve niggers here" and they drove off. We found a nigger hospital and they sent out an ambulance but by the time they got there it was too late. Bessie died.

Fast forward to 1981 is when I was born as Zach Hays. I am very powerful but I am autistic and I have autistic burnout and I am extremely empathetic and I am heavily effected by the people around me. Selfish self centered bullshit does not sit well with me and I can't handle being around a bunch of people I don't know very well in a social setting. I absorb way too much energy from people and get overloaded. I am here in this life to change things and save the planet from these psychopatic demonic fucks. I am way more powerful than them and I am the largest spiritual being on the planet. I am using up like 75% of human consciousness while the rest of the 8 billion humans all share 25% of the commonly available spiritual consciousness. It wouldn't matter if you killed me, I'll still continue using up 75%.

Anyway I used to be a demon and now trying to good. I lived so many lives as a native american that I claimed this whole land as my kingdom. Then the white man moved in and built cities everywhere. I am not very happy about this and I kind of want to wipe everyone out. I can develop a gun that uses soundwaves to vibrate things and tear them apart. If I shoot it at a person it will rip each cell of their body apart from the other. if I point it at a building it will disintegrate the foundational supports and the entire building will fall. I can level cities by pulling the trigger and waving the gun across it. I can also point the gun down into the earth and it will cause an earthquake that can sink a continent. I can also flip the tectonic plates around and start life anew on the underside.

There are alien bases under water and they have this same technology. The US government would love to get their hands on me and force me to make weapons for them. I'd rather die and I would kill myself if I am ever captured. I just want to make my led hoops and go to festivals and take drugs and have sex and have a few kids with a few different women. I want to raise these kids to be very smart and educated because when they grow up we are all going to form a business that will develop the technology that can save Earth from stupid dipshits that are ruining it.