Sebastian Scrogferret Exists.

Sebastian Scrogferret is a postman. He has finished work and is standing alone by a bus stop on a remote hillside road in the Lake District.

The rain, driven by the wind is lashing sideways onto his face. "Oh hell, " he says to himself looking up at the dark clouds, "It's raining again and I always forget to bring a raincoat and I always get wet when it rains. " He is being buffeted by the wind. He is feeling lonely and depressed. He is due to arrive for his thirty-seventh birthday party in the Periscope  Hotel at Barrow in Furness at nine-thirty. The bus is late.
All of the above words after the word 'exists, ' describe the manner of Sebastian Scrogferret existing as Sebastian Scrogferret at that moment in time by the bus stop on that night. They describe the way in which his body and mind were being acted upon by the prevailing circumstances. The words describe certain aspects of his existence and how he experienced being present  by the bus stop. There are many other aspects of his modes of existing which are not mentioned. His blood was flowing around his veins and arterial system re-oxygenating his tissues and feeding his vital organs, his lymphatic system was carrying away the debris resulting from muscular activity for later excretion. Food was being digested in his stomach.

The Being-words tell us about the nature of his existence whilst present at the bus stop.

1. He is standing alone.

2. He is being buffeted.

3. He is feeling lonely.

4. He is due to arrive.

5. His blood is flowing.

6. His lymphatic system is carrying.

7. Food is being digested.

*Being* is not something that he experienced at that bus stop; he experienced various phenomena of his existence that the verbal, (active or passive) doing-word device *Being* in the above text partially and ALWAYS inadequately describes for the continuance of his time by the bus stop.

His state of being PRESENT at the bus stop, refers to Sebastian Scrogferret's current spatial and temporal existence AT THAT TIME.

Later he was present at his birthday party.

Of course the bus stop pole with the sign on top was also being buffeted by the wind and being washed by the rain. The moisture from the rain was precipitating oxidisation of the clips that held the sign onto its plastic pole. It goes without saying that the pole was unaware of itself or the phenomena that acted upon it.

Sebastian Scrogferret died last week and he was cremated yesterday - he no longer exists. He was 76 when he died. In spite of only having one lung - he smoked cigarettes like a chimney - in the end of course he himself became transfigured into smoke and curled lazily up the crematoria chimney, to be dispersed into the North West atmosphere in tiny particles of carbon.

The bus stop was moved a mile up the road. The old pole and sign were melted down - so they don't exist anymore either.

The bus still exists and continues to be late, though with its new tyres and replacement engine it is not the same bus really - or is it?