Laughing

Laughing

If you know
there is a
Supreme
Benevolence
inhabiting
every precious
Soul,

no matter how
disfigured by
the rigors of
choosing
to be
Human,

you will also
know how
superfluous
and laughably
useless are
your judgments,

whether of
your own
pearl without price
Self,
or that Other
whose price is
beyond rubies.

There is no
Judge,
no Jury,
they are
figments
of imaginations
gone awry,
overwhelmed
perhaps,
by the
freedom
built into
our divine
natures.

But let your
imagination be
captured,
for a
moment,
by this
conjecture:

What if
Judgment
is the mortal
enemy of
human
connection,
indeed
connection
with any
living thing?

What limits
to the
creativity of
infinite
connections
would remain,
if you allow
the Supreme
Benevolence
to laugh
away your
Judgments?

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