The God-Emperor

I never quite understood why the Emperor of Earth was often revered as a god. People don’t refer to the Premier of Mars or the President of the Sky Cities of Venus in the same way. Is it because he’s so old that they think of him in such a way, or is it because the Emperor is actually a god.

My parents always told me not to think about it too much and to just accept it as the way things were. They tend to say things like, “What’s the harm in believing in something that may or may not be true?” and “Don’t worry if it’s true or not.” These things anger me because I can’t just blindly believe in something. I need proof! I have heard of people who say that the “God Emperor” isn’t actually a god and went missing shortly after. The media says that this is just the Emperor showing us his power and that we shouldn’t challenge him. However, rumors say that people in black clothing have been sighted in the area around the times that these people have gone missing.

The people of Earth have chosen to blindly follow a man who prefers to define himself as a god because of the fear that he will smite them. I think he is just an egotistical fool, for if he were a god then why would he need guards to protect him. It was this sort of thinking that after talking to my teacher about these things, I was met by two men covered from head to toe in black clothing. They handcuffed me and through me in the back of a black van. It was dark in there and so I couldn’t see what was around me, all I knew was that the vehicle moved for a while and then stopped moving and I could hear the doors of the van slam. I was scared, all I could think about was, “Am I going to die?”. I was only seventeen years old. Way too young for someone to be executed for questioning the leader of the government’s power.

The doors to the van were opened and the men in black who had thrown me into the black van had taken off the masks they had worn while kidnapping me. The one on the right had pale white skin while the other had a caramel skin tone. They pulled me out of the van and led me into a large abandoned warehouse building. Inside were offices and cubicles with people filling every single one of them and everyone seemed very busy. I was led down one of the aisles between cubicles and into an office without windows. I was sat down in a metal chair still handcuffed while a new man sat behind a large desk and the two men that brought me thereĀ  stood,their hands behind their backs, behind me.

“We heard that you were questioning the Emperor being a god. What ma-”

“Look I’m sorry! I didn’t know I would get arre-”

“DON’T INTERRUPT ME!” yelled the man behind the desk. “I am the one in control here not you! Now I will resume what I was saying. What made you start asking these very dangerous questions?”

“If you’re wondering why I started thinking this way, it doesn’t have to do with anyone else. I only started to question the Emperors powers because of people like you taking people away.”

“Oh, you think we are the Emperors secret police who just kidnap people and take them to an unknown facility so that they don’t spread any propaganda. Is that what you think we are?”

I stared at him perplexed, “Isn’t that what you are? The Emperors secret police?”

“Ha! We would never follow that crazy dictator!”

“Then why would kidnap me and so many other people who spoke out against the Emperor?!”

“Because we are trying to start a revolution. One so big that we can take down even a god. ”

“So is the Emperor a god with mighty powers?”, I asked.

“Oh, he definitely has powers but he is no god.”

I gasped in disbelief, “If he has powers doesn’t that mean that he is a god?”

“No, I’ve seen him bleed more than once, and no god I’ve ever heard of has ever bled. ”

“Why do you want to start a revolution?”

” Because we can’t have something with magical powers ruling over us common people.We need to rise up and take back our planet for ourselves. Are you in?” The man behind the desk leaned forward.

I pondered if this was something I could get behind for a few seconds and then responded with, “Sure! I will join the cause against the God-Emperor of Earth. People should be able to think however they want without fear of judgement from the Emperor.”

“The man behind the desk grinned, “Good! Take off his handcuffs.” My handcuffs were taken off and he held out his hand, “Glad you made the right choice.”

I shook his hand knowing that I needed to get away from this place as quick as possible, “Glad to be apart of the revolution.”

Thus began my training for the impending revolution that I didn’t actually want to be apart of. For I wasn’t sure who was worse, the revolutionaries or the God-Emperor of Earth.



Questions to Mankind

When I think of how the world is and how it works, it disgusts me. People only look out for themselves and only help others when it is convenient for them. Employees brown nose their bosses in order to try to get a leg up on their coworkers for a position or a raise. The tasks that they perform are meaningless. Day in and day out they do the same mind-numbing tasks. It begs the question, “What if they treated each other as well as they treat the dollar?” Could we truly fix the problems that the world has just by treating each other better? If instead of stepping on each other, we picked each other up would we be able to create new technologies not yet known to man? Or is it that because we step on each other that we find such technologies? It is known that the Cold War is what pushed Man to reach the Moon. Is it that only by the fear of others that we are able to progress as a society? If we were able to get rid of prejudice and war would we be able to work together and create a better world, or would we just stay stagnant with only a handful of advancements to push us further along? Should we have jobs where we have time constraints, or is it that by having these time constraints that we create these advancements? Mankind has molded the Earth with its hands, but never created it. If something didn’t create another, then can it truly destroy it? Therefore humanity could only ever destroy itself. Mankind is a chooser or its own destiny. Will it fix its problems or will it collapse on itself?


“Sometimes everything just feels like it’s collapsing in around you. Like you can’t ever get anything done and you are constantly feeling anxious. I really wish I could fix this never ending cycle of thinking that leads to anxiety.” Josh explains to his therapist.

“Well it looks to me like what you really should be doing is either a: just doing whatever it is that is stressing you out, or b: find ways to cope with your anxiety such as exercise.” Answers the therapist. “And if that doesn’t work, I can prescribe you some medication that will help with the anxiety.”

“Gee, thanks doc. I’ll try doing more exercise to see if that helps. If not I’ll do the medication.”

“Well then, it seems like our session is over. Thank you for coming by and if you need anymore help don’t hesitate to call.”

“Thank you and I definitely will.”

Josh is a workaholic who has a tendency to stress out about things that he didn’t get done while he was at work. This stress got so bad that his boss noticed and told him to go see a therapist or take a vacation, because he was antagonizing his coworkers and it was effecting how much work he was getting done. Which is why he ended up talking to a therapist. He couldn’t bear the thought of taking time off of work for a vacation. He had too much stuff to get done at work.

After the therapy session, Josh went to his work and decided to take advantage of the gym that the company he worked for supplied for its employees. For Josh, this would be the first time he had worked out since he had finished college six years ago.The company gym was basically empty of other workers except for two joggers. It seemed like the best option to start with was running on the treadmill since the others were doing it. This proved to be not so ideal for Josh since he didn’t have much endurance and all he ended up doing was walking on the treadmill and dwelling on tasks not yet finished.

Next, he decided that lifting weights might work. So he walked over to the nearest weight rack and picked up some dumbbells and began to curl them. It felt good. Until the cramping started. He had forgotten to stretch before hand and nearly dropped the weights on his feet. Josh laid still until the pain went away and then decided to do a couple of stretches that he used to do in college. This is when he realized that he used to spend so much time with friends and working out with them was so much fun. Fun. That is something he hadn’t thought about in so long. Work had been the only thing that ever crossed his mind since his wife left him.

They had met towards the end of college and she became his world. They moved to a different state and got ‘adult’ jobs. They dreamed of having of a family, of having a house. Over time though, that dream seemed further and further away. The fighting started shortly after they found out that she couldn’t have children. Shortly after that they decided to try to find a house, but the housing market was too expensive for them and they could not ever decide on a house that they both liked for a decent price. The fighting got worse and worse until it just stopped. They started spending more and more time working and less time enjoying each others company. That was when she left. One day he came home from a long day at work and nothing of hers was in the house. Josh tried to call her but she never picked up. She just sent him a text saying “Bye”.

Josh grabbed the dumbbells and furiously curled them to dull the pain within himself. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes but he just couldn’t let them fall. There was nothing he could do now about his wife. All he could do now was figure out how to enjoy life, and working all the time wasn’t how he was going to do it. Josh got up, put the dumbbells away and drove down to the nearest club. It was already night-time and he decided to enjoy the nightlife since he hadn’t ever done so before. His reasoning wasn’t to drink the night away in sorrow, but to try to make friends and potentially have a one night stand for the first time since college. Sure it was the middle of the week, but his boss said he could take off for a couple of days to get his head on straight.

The club ended up being a fairly dull experience, however it proved to be a turnaround in his life since he had more fun in that one night then he had had since his honeymoon. “Life is going to better now. I’m not going to let myself be so focused on work that I can’t have fun. I’m going to forgive myself and my ex-wife and I will focus on the good things in life moving forward. Well, maybe I should stay focused on work… While approaching from a more fun perspective.” Josh thought to himself. “I will have fun.”