He is Praskanda, also known as Avibhāva, the one who remains ever equal and impartial, the knower of every sacrificial portion. He dwells and moves everywhere, mysterious and difficult to approach, and is revered as Vāsava. Resplendent like gold and the very maker of gold, he is the sacrifice itself and the supporter of all. He is the best of mountains and the vastness of the sky, formless and sometimes exiled, yet he is also a serpent and a bird. He walks as a mendicant, assuming the form of an ascetic, at times fierce and at times beautiful, his seed radiant and his speech graceful. Swift as the wind and of immense strength, his mind moves as quickly as thought, traversing the night. He bestows auspiciousness upon all worlds, residing everywhere, abiding in the three Vedas, the giver of instruction, and he is the very earth itself. He is a sage and the soul, the world and fortune itself. He is the thousand-eater, a bird, and he takes the form of a bird, shining with a brilliance that makes night itself. He is the wind and takes the form of Damanaka. He is wealth and the giver of wealth, self-controlled, known as Vāsudeva, Deva, Vāmadeva, and Vāmana. He removes yogic accomplishments and is himself accomplished, fulfilling every aim. Unbroken, but sometimes taking a broken form, he is virile and gentle, imperishable. He is Mahāsena and Viśākha, the sixth part, lord of cows, wielder of the discus, the supporter, and the root-support of all. He is the season and the maker of seasons, the palm tree, sweet and the honey-maker, excellent and of the forest, the seat of strength, and ever honored in hermitages. He is a celibate, moving among worlds and everywhere, knowing good conduct. He is Īśāna, the Lord, Time itself, moving at night, and possessing countless forms of vision. He abides in causes and is the cause of all. He is Nandi, the giver of joy, the remover, lord of Nandi, joyous, the son of Nandi, and the destroyer of poison. He is the remover of fortune, the restrainer, Time, the grandsire of the worlds, four-faced, the great liṅga, and the beautiful liṅga. He is the overseer of the liṅga, of the gods, and of Time. He brings forth the ages, oversees seeds, creates seeds, and is the power that follows the inner self. He is history and sacred ordinance, the subduer, lord of the world, hypocrisy and its maker, the giver, the lineage and its maker, and Kali. He is the creator of worlds, the lord of beasts, the great creator, transcendent and imperishable, the supreme Brahman, mighty and praised by the wise. Eternal, subject to none, pure in soul, pure, he is the mind, the path, the offering, the abode, strength, pride, the mirror, the oblation, and the conqueror of Indra. He is the creator of the Vedas, composer of the Sūtras, wise and supreme subduer, dwelling in great clouds, exceedingly fierce, and master of enchantment. Blazing with fire, of great flame, enveloped in smoke, radiant like the sun, inspirer, ever auspicious, powerful, with smoky eyes. Dark-hued, with hidden limbs, splendid and in human form, always auspicious, enjoyer and bestower of enjoyment, swift. He is embracing, of great limbs and vast womb, full of splendor, dark-complexioned and golden, master of the senses, of all colors. He has great feet, hands, body, fame, head, measure, and is a great friend, dwelling among mountains. His shoulders, ears, lips, jaw, nose, throat, and neck are all great, and he dwells in cremation grounds. Of great strength and brilliance, he is the inner self, abode of beasts, with hanging lips, steadfast, of great illusion, and the ocean of milk. He has great teeth, fangs, tongue, mouth, nails, hair, locks, and matted hair. Without rival, gracious, trustworthy, accomplished in song, sweating and unsweating, primordial, he is the great sage. He is the bull, bearer of the bull-banner, fire, carrier of wind, circular, dweller on Meru, and the divine vehicle. With Atharva as his head, Sāma as his mouth, thousand-eyed with Rig, Yajur as his feet and arms, he is both secret and manifest, full of vigor. He bestows unfailing purpose, pervades within, is beautiful to behold, the offering, beloved by all, golden and established in gold. He is the navel, bringer of joy, mansion, lotus, architect, established, master of all scriptures, first among the wealthy, the sacrifice, the sacrificer, and concentrated. He is the mountain, dark-hued, poet, time, makara, worshipped by time, attended by followers, creator of attendants, and charioteer of all beings. He lies in ashes, is the protector of ashes, his body made of ashes, scripture, dissolution, the great soul, worshipped by all. He is white, possesses the form of a woman, pure, served by beings, dwelling in hermitages, residing among pigeons, universal craftsman, lord, and cosmic. With vast branches, copper-colored lips, lotus-netted, firmly resolved, tawny, pitcher-like, massive, weapon-bearing, and hairy. He is Gandharva, Aditi, Tārkṣya, unknowable, of excellent intellect, wielding the axe, divine, fulfiller of purpose, and a good friend. He is Tumbavīṇā, of great wrath, with upward-flowing seed, the lord who lies in the waters; fierce, the maker of bamboo, the bamboo itself, the player of the bamboo flute, and blameless. He takes all forms, master of illusion, true friend, the wind, strength itself, binder, maker of bonds, and the liberator from strong bonds. He is the slayer of demons, enemy of desire, with great fangs and mighty weapons, pendant, with hanging lips, long-armed, and bestower of boons. His arm is blameless and all-pervading; he is Śaṅkara, never angered, lord of immortals, exceedingly terrible, the universal god, and destroyer of the gods' enemies. He is Ahirbudhnya, Nirṛti, Cekitāna, and Halin; also Ajaikapāda, Kāpālī, Śaṃ, Kumāra, and the great mountain. He is Dhanvantari, Dhūmaketu, the Sun, Vaiśravaṇa, Dhātā, Viṣṇu, Śakra, Mitra, Tvaṣṭṛ, Dhara, and Dhruva. Such is his endless glory, manifest in countless forms, ever present in all things, the source, the sustainer, and the ultimate refuge.