In order to live as a free flowing emanation of the Supreme Intellect, one is not to judge. In the act of judging, of pronouncing judgment on others (or on self), one is setting oneself up as God, or as a god. Being a god is hell.
This is not to say that one releases all discernment, that one becomes a blind fool. Far from it. It is to say that hardening into judgment on self and others is an act of willful separation, of setting oneself up as the ruler over all. It is hell partly because one winds up biting one's own back, gnawing at one's own vitals. Judging others is an act of self-destruction. One becomes a victim of one's own judgment.
Judging others (placing blame) is a habit, an addiction. A judgment junkie may look all sweety-weety on the outside but inside is a miserable snarly despairing harsh self-condemning beast. Exorcism is required. Judging one's internal judger only accentuates the condition. Love the beast. Do not pity it. Love it. In doing so, one becomes the love.
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Blessings George
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