On Judgement

There is so much judgement. Judgement that is crude, judgement that is considered, judgement that is masked as taste, as personality. But what is this judgement if not division? A division of experience and therefore, a rejection of experience. An asserting of the self. What is a mind that is free of judgement? What is a mind that is free to witness the colours of the world without division, without imposition of the individual upon that world? What is an artist? Is the job of the artist not to see with great clarity, the texture of nature without division? And what are humans if not created by and therefore characterised by nature itself?