"Kinda, yeah. Except there are seven major shinma, each of which defines a noteworthy aspect of reality by being totally lacking in it. Nirguna doesn't exist, That which does not suffer itself to be named has no identity. Dharma is perfectly pure and incorruptible. Nishkriya is perfectly peaceful and at rest. Nirvikalpa is unified and cannot be separated from itself. Nirupadhika has neither duration nor extent, and Nirakara has no form." Harriet pauses. "There are arbitrarily many others but those are the biggies. So…I used to be possessed by an aspect of Nirguna. Nirvahara, the Completion of Things. Never mind why. But earlier today, Nirvahara achieved its mission and went home. So to speak. Leaving me, its former host, with memories and traces of its power. Its enemy, Mohana, kicked me out of the universe in the moment we banished it back to where it came from. I think I wound up here because I hit one of the fissures and rattled down into the universe again like a pachinko ball; otherwise I might have been trapped in Nirvikalpa forever." She grimaces. "Not that I would have known it."