Wheelbreaker

She had seen reincarnation made self-urged, one hundred billion swirling dead given agency, given the sense and the will to choose their next body, the prying fingers to claw their way into the recesses of willfully opened living heads and wake again in those already long since born.
She had seen eight billion receiver minds opened to frequencies of the dead at will, tuned to broadcast them and know them and call up as the ultimate mediums the knowledge and skills and memories of any dead who answered and rang clear from their eyes and mouths to live again in mutually-chosen skins.
She had seen a wheel broken.