Fear No More

"Fear no more the lightning-flash, 
Nor the all-dread thunder-stone; 
Fear not slander, censure rash; 
Thou hast finished joy and moan; 
All lovers young, all lovers must 
Consign to thee, and come to dust.”

-Shakespeare

What is it like? No one knows, but there are certain things. We will never have to look again for trouble-
or worry-you know. You have finished enjoying and crying. Being happy and sad. Now forget all 
worries, and lie down to sleep. All lovers. The poor, the rich. All at the end of the day, give up to one 
mighty power, and all the labor or the world, the memories will be forgotten forever.