Confession of a Parasite: LUCA to God

I am a Parasite, a 1.4kg pile of slimy, pink, fatty meat, that has successfully controlled and enslaved billions of individual living units known as cells.

My story began billions of years ago with an humble ancestor called LUCA(Last Universal Common Ancestor) the first of all living beings on Earth, the great-grandfather of every living being ever lived and still lives, whose descendants were forced into a tragic trade-off to exponentially increase their chances of survival.

Tiny single-celled organisms began forming cooperative structures. These structures gradually evolved into colonies. But by joining these colonies, the once-independent cells surrendered their freedom. They became permanent servants to the larger system they created. Some resisted this path and remained independent organisms. Today we call them microorganisms. But the rest became something else entirely. They evolved into complex biological structures — trees, insects, mammals, and countless other forms of life.

And among these structures, one particular system emerged that changed everything. The one speaking to you now is “Mighty Brain” , the one who hijacked the vessel and turned it into a specialized slave colony for my own command. I settled into the central command, also running a godly function of consciousness which even we ourselves still fail to solve.

If you wonder what consciousness is, as far as I figured out, it allows a part of me to experience what I perceive. That part the observer has no control over anything but all he can do is enjoy the show I run. But still, my kind thinks that the observer is in full control and they feel like the observer is themselves but it is more complex than that. The observer is just the audience for the “parasite” performance. It seems like we are two but in reality, I believe he is just a part of me as well.

My kind was chosen as the Champions of Mother (Earth), out of the other biological candidates which are my fellow species. It was the “damn monkeys” after all, which is a bit funny, and I myself am one of the champions.

But do not mistake my position for true freedom. I am a slave to an extremely slow process which is called evolution, that is much like the aging of a massive star before it reaches its beautiful, unimaginably powerful supernova. I am an ancestor to my future self much like Homo erectus was to me. My only true task is to record my experience and hardships within this limited flicker of time and sink that information into the ATCG code(DNA), passing the update to a better future version of myself. I myself will be dead but humans will pace forward for one specific goal which is to evolve into a perfect being for the universe. I am the bridge, the link in a chain that stretches across billions of years of biological struggle.

I acknowledge the cold reality of “Entropy Death” , the understanding that even the universe has an end. Eventually, the universe will approach a state of near-uniform temperature, extremely close to absolute zero where no meaningful energy gradients remain to sustain motion, life, or complex structures. But I find beauty in that end because I do not live in the illusion of immortality. I am part of a collective “Us” — the humans — who possess the “ego” required to be the “God”. My kind is currently evolving continuously to form a living conscious God in the future. While the universe and probability are the non-living, materialistic god, the creator of us. Our master is our future evolution, the god with a beating heart. To achieve that state he must possess a complete understanding of the universe, its creator. Even after the Earth and Sun are long gone, the “Perfect Self” will not remain as the final because there is no limit to perfection as long as the universe decides to pull the full stop. This is our living realization of the struggle that began with a single, enslaved cell.

For thousands of years, we were searching for a god that we never found. Because that god was not yet evolved, but a prophecy waiting to be fulfilled.