Promises

One day you'll be rewarded with heaven. You earned it because you are so special and wonderful, a self-caused unique shining star, unmistakable among billions of deficient surplus people of no discernible value.

Welcome to paradise! You'll get your gold harp, cloud wings, 72 virgins, and equality. If you're ugly, you'll be made beautiful. If you're stupid, now you'll be smart. Because you subjugated yourself before big daddy like a good puppy, everything will be given to you while your superiors are punished for eternity by the judicial whims of the invisible sky monkey.

Most governments control narcotics, but narcotizing religions are left alone to set the tone for secular society. We'll live forever, so there's no impetus to do anything, and the few things attempted are too much of a bother to do right. Our time is infinite, which means it's free and anyone can take some. We're in no rush to arrive anywhere or accomplish goals, so obstructions, lack of attention, lack of consciousness, and unnecessary waiting are considered normal.

Our time on earth is completely unimportant after considering we'll soon be floating in the sky. We're just waiting out the promise, hesitant, drugged up, spaced out, well entertained, and self-imprisoned in a mockery of life.