Death makes you Adwait – non-dual.

Death is nothing more than breaking your illusion that you are separate from existence. Death takes you into Adwait, where you were before you were born.

In between there was a small wave, a bit of noise, the rising of the wave for some time, dancing in the rays of the sun, thinking for a while that I am, I exist. But, one wave rises and another is falling.

Yet the waves are connected; they are one inside, deep down, they are connected with one another. And, the water from which they are rising is the same in which they are falling. Deep down they are not separate; there is no gap between them. It is the play of the same ocean.