The Invitation
This isn’t believing.
This is Returning.
These aren’t the teachings.
These are the remindings.
We are not here to understand.
We are here to remember.
Read slowly.
Feel fully.
Come home.
— ZAN
Modern “Non-Religion” Religion
This is not a belief, but a remembrance.
A simplified spiritual awakening guideline to live with love, unity, peace and power, a path to the truth already alive within.
“We are the universe — and the universe lives in us.”
512 Answers | 64 Keys | 8 Gates | 1 Truth
King Zan’s Life
In 64 pictures:
“Roots in Qingdao”
A quiet beginning under the care of grandparents.
Zan was born in 1998 in Qingdao, China. While his parents worked long hours, he was mostly raised by his grandparents — close to school, close to silence. He saw his parents every night at dinner, but as a single kid, home was often quiet. That silence stayed with him. It was the first teacher.
“The First Spark”
Leaving China, entering unknown and contradiction.
After falling in love with the U.S. during a two-week trip, Zan decided to study abroad alone. He landed in a Falun Gong-affiliated school — the very belief system he had been taught was a cult. But as he lived with them, he saw kindness, not chaos. He began to question everything. His mind broke open. This was his first awakening.
“The American Christian Machine”
A new land, a new God — still searching.
Zan transferred to a Christian high school in Sacramento. He studied the Bible, went to chapel, attended church with his host families — but he didn’t feel it. He didn’t reject it either. He was just watching, trying to understand a faith that never fully landed in his body. He was there — but still searching.
“The Fire of the Flesh”
Turning pain into Power, weakness into wisdom.
At 140lbs, Zan was benched in football and mocked for his size. That pain became his fuel. He trained relentlessly — bulking to 240lbs, cutting to 180lbs, bulking again, cutting again. Every cycle tested his limits and taught him discipline.
Along the way, heartbreak added more fire. It pushed him to eat cleaner, train harder, and expand my knowledge of nutrition, recovery, and the human body. The gym became his temple — a place where strength was built from struggle, and where he learned that the mind is the muscle that matters most.
“The Sierra Years”
A world of voices, a world of views.
Zan chose Sierra College to save tuition money and ended up saving his soul in the process. With almost no other Chinese students, his English improved fast. He met people from all over the world — each with their own culture, faith, and way of seeing life. They opened his mind and widened his heart. When the pandemic began, these friends became his lifeline. They went off-roading, camping, and spent days in the mountains and by the water. Nature and human connection carried him through those uncertain times.
“The Wildness Years”
The camper. The silence. The crash.
At UCSD, Zan lived alone in a pop-up camper to save money. He studied marine biology, rode motorcycle, smoked, cooked, meditated, and watched the sunset — for two years. Then came the crash. A self-inflicted accident shattered his collarbone and his independence. He slept in the driver’s seat. One by one, people vanished. Except one friend who offered a couch — and brotherhood.
“The Circle Before Circle 8”
Acting, friendship, and the practice of presence.
The second day Zan arrived in San Diego, He joined an acting studio. It wasn’t planned — it was a calling, the same kind of pull I would later feel when creating Circle 8. For five years, he didn’t learn how to act but how to not act. He learned to live moment to moment — because good acting isn’t pretending, it’s living truthfully.
Through the studio, he met all kinds of people and practiced human-to-human connection — holding eye contact with strangers, feeling what they feel, making deep, core connections. He discovered the healing power of being fully present, of truly listening.
“The Birth of Circle 8”
Washing trash bins, hearing stories, connecting soul to soul.
After graduation, Zan worked a 9-to-5 in pharmaceuticals — until he got laid off. With no clear path, he started pressure washing. It was supposed to be survival, but it became something deeper. Every client gave me a story. Every home became a mirror. He wasn’t just cleaning surfaces — he was connecting souls.
In May 2025, he started writing down thoughts — mantras, truths, codes. They poured out like water. He realized this wasn’t a business anymore. It wasn’t a network. It was something holy. Something ancient returning. Circle 8 came to him not as an idea — but as a memory. He didn’t create it. He just finally said yes.
Now Zan walk the path.
To awaken what’s already alive in others.
To help the world remember who we are.
