A neighbor is any other human being. We are all of the same essence. In 2 years of 70 years, we will all become rotting corpses and then nothing at all.
Underneath our surface, our physical form, our title, our story, our thoughts, our possessions, our sufferings, we are all the same. Judging automatically makes us better. But it’s an illusion. A judgement it’s just a thought. Not much to believe there.