Pain Shall Be No More

Duke and Battersby

In the future, there will be a mood brightening drug so effective that it will be administered to everyone at birth. The short-sighted medical industry, eager to cash in, will put it on the market before they realise its long term effects. The pill will completely eliminate ambition and remorse. Over the course of the following years, the human race will expire. There will be orgies of recreational drugs and murder, attended by the most unlikely citizens. The filthy will mix with the clean. Children, abandoned by their heedless parents, will laugh themselves to death. Then there will be peace on earth.

Later, you and I will be reincarnated as a pair of deer, a stag and a doe. We will make our way back to our home. We will nose through the ruins of this old house, which will be cracked and overgrown, and eat the tender lettuces that still grow, miraculously, in what used to be our garden.