God Emperor of Time

2021-06-28 · essays

Not my words: a monologue by Exurb1a, which I posted on 2021-06-28 because it said something I could not.

You steer humanity now. There have been leaders and thinkers and sages throughout history, but none of them had your advantages.

Now you can refashion history in the image of dignity, and kindness, and universal concern for every human alive.
And all of it presided over by you: half human, half deity. Moral, just, indomitable, indefatigable.
How noble in reason.
How infinite in faculty. In apprehension how like a god!

Well, I mean...
Not a god, technically, because people can still revolt against you, and you can't do anything about it.

So let's try a few changes in tactic.
To protect your master plan, direct technology towards absolute surveillance of the population, towards a perfect political science, towards total hegemony.

If you want to help humanity, you'll need to live a long time, so order your scientists to research a cure for aging.
Drop by to collect the rewards of the new sciences and become immortal.
Enhance yourself with electronic augmentation.
The problem with humanity – too much freedom and leisure time. Remove both.
Ban books, ban mass communication.
Rule undisputed, technology in your left hand, power in your right, dropping in occasionally to make alterations or dispense great justice and retribution – in the name of peace.
Shepherd humans up to the local planets, establish colonies, then spread out to the stars.

Create a galactic empire ruled with imperious malice, lest humanity revert back to its bad habits.

There'll be no love, except the love of you.
There'll be no art, no literature, no science.
Total domination.
Unimaginable power.
Who could stand in your way now?
Who would fucking dare?!
As monarch of the galaxy.
As pilot of history.
As God Emperor of time...