nonbeing

Amleth, as he is called, is no student philosopher, temporizing over the nuances of being and nonbeing.

And not only the real — after all, even the basest trivialities are real — but the omnipresent, the immanent and the imminent, the stuff of being and nonbeing.

And so that step backward into nonbeing is not one they’ve had to take.”

As Isidore knocked on the apartment door, the television died immediately into nonbeing.

But in the insomniac’s self-satisfaction there is also, perhaps, a genuine fear of the nonbeing, the nullity, of sleep.