Beloved, notice that I, God, pretty much sum life up from the portals of life in the world. You don’t have to sum up life. You don’t have to say the final word, even if you want to. What is the gain you must come by according to your version of life? Is it really necessary that you sum up life? Being uncertain can be fine and dandy, and why not? Be uncertain then. It's okay. You don't have to pin the tail on the donkey.

All in good time is My good advice. Happy is as happy does. You don’t have to know everything whatsoever. Be unsure. May you be happy just the same.

You may be the only one in the whole world who doesn’t have to know everything for a fact. Have confidence in not knowing everything. You don’t have to be a trail-setter. You can simply let life be. There is good value in not evaluating everything in the vast world.

Sure, go ahead. Be the last one to know. What a blessing to the harried world to let it be. What a delight for you to be the only one in the world who does not have to be an authority. This will make you one in a million. What a novelty that your summations of life take a back seat. What a trailblazer you are when you can let life take its course without a big to-do.

All the understanding of life doesn’t fall to you. You don’t have to tie everything up. Be glad to let go. You don’t have to be an amazing challenger to the world. You don’t have to straighten everything out. You can just go along in the world as mild-mannered Clark Kent might as an ordinary person who may take life as it comes as his share without demanding life to be extraordinary or to ask for anything more than to live life simply and not have to head the list or be the talk of the town. To be a simple person who takes his shoes off without any further kind of to-do may suit you fine.

Ask nothing of life but that it be as it is. Ramshackle is fine with you. Just easy-going life simply as life happens to be is good enough – to live in peace and not a mile a minute. This sounds great.

You don’t ask for too much. You don’t ask for great splendor. Easy does it. You sure don’t ask for a newspaper headline or a movie star life and spangles.

Ahem, when you leave Earth, a quiet exit suits you. You have no big desire for a long-drawn out procession that says you were the life of the party – just a quick wave of the hand good-bye will do.

You favor a quick exit and no further ado and not to have your hair set or anyone sad or any laughs-a-minute memories either. So long.

You never wanted a song and a dance. You never wanted your death taken over either.

You wouldn’t mind skipping the whole thing, not even being buried or having any leaflets printed.

There seem to have been something you were self-conscious about in life and death too, you suppose.