That is indeed the Emperor of Mankind, sitting Immortal upon His Golden Throne. Each day thousands of lives are sacrificed to maintain his, and each day his psychic Beacon guides Imperial vessels through the warp. He not appear strong or good, but doubt Him not. He is the Imperium, and the Imperium is him. So long as the Imperium is strong, so shall He remain strong; and so long as the Imperium is great, so shall He remain great. And fear not, for He shall rise again in Glory to lead Mankind and the Imperium to a final conquest of the Galaxy. But until that day, so shall He remain a husk of His true being, His potential. The Emperor Protects, the Emperor Provides. His soul remains strong even as his physical being is weak.
Thought for the day: Doubt begets heresy, heresy begets retribution. Expect the Inquisition.