They don't have anything for themselves.
They are in the stage of retirement.
They make effort to die alive.
They are the nightingales of knowledge.
By making effort.
By studying and teaching.
By following Father.
By paying attention to studies.
Full of all virtues
Sixteen celestial degrees full
The highest beings
Along with practising
A buzzing moth
Those whose line of the intellect is completely clear.
Those who remember no one but the one Father.
Those who don't even remember their body, that is, died alive.
All the above.