There is no demon to judge you when the time comes to surrender your body. The only judgement you will ever encounter is the judgement that emits from the human ego; oozing like puss from a sore.

The source welcomes all home with open arms. Whether beggar, king or thief there is no difference when the soul is laid bare.

Have you ever known the sea to refuse a river? Does a tree check your status before offering shelter and fruit? Would the earth say “No” to a raindrop that fell from the sky?

So, polish your metaphorical shoes, don your metaphorical suit and tie, and when the time comes…

Smile, and dive into the arms of love.

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