According to Osho, he “doesn’t know” who he is because the personal ‘I’, the knower/known division, and even container/content have dissolved into a nameless presence—what love may call Bhagwan. He lives in innocent, non-accumulative awareness, like a child on the seashore of time, playfully collecting seashells: existence as spontaneous, egoless play (leela), fulfilled in pure amness.
He says there’s no ‘me’ inside—only a quiet, happy presence that plays with life like a child on the beach.