In this noisy world, we put on masks and choose silence; Under the mask of silence, the dialogue between I and self seems harsh. We expect, explore, pursue, struggle and even transcend to find so-called “self” However, we find —— after having searched inside and outside the body, there is no independent existing entity that can be called as “self”. Under the mask, who am “I”? It is only an imaginary fallacious persistence ; it is only an empty symbol that does not actually exist.