I have no father, no mother, no birth, and so no death. I have no liberation. I'm not identified by any religion or caste or name or duty. I'm not a relative, nor a friend, nor an enemy, nor a teacher. I'm neither the aspect of mind nor the sense organ, and I don't remember my face. I have no personal happiness or sadness, no likes or dislikes. I do not need any rituals or sacrifices. I don't have any attachment, pride, greed, ego, jealousy, or animosity. I have neither virtues nor sins. My form is formless, and I'm omnipresent.  I'm Nothing. I'm Nothing. I'm Nothing.