They took him in the police station and he sat there for the whole night, quite happy; as happy as he was in the road, walking about. He felt no insult because he was an empty cup. He put in that empty cup "thief," so he was quite glad to receive that title. In the morning the officer came, and he recognized that this man was a highly developed spiritual man. He said, "I am surprised to find him here. Many respect him." The policeman said, "He himself said that he was a thief." "But you must have called him a thief." The policeman said, "Yes. " The officer said, "That is their consciousness. That 'I' which holds everything to oneself is crushed and effaced and thrown away. That 'I' is no longer there. And therefore all names are his name, all forms are his form, and the whole cosmos is his own being."