I live on Earth at present, and I don’t know what I am, I know I am not a category. I am not a thing — a noun. I seem to be a verb, an evolutionary process — an integral function of the universe.

Buckminster Fuller, cf. Ludwig Wittgenstein: “To say ‘this combination of words makes no sense’ excludes it from the sphere of language and thereby bounds the domains of language. But when one draws a boundary it may be for various kinds of reasons. If I surround an area with a fence or a line or otherwise, the purpose may be to prevent someone from getting in or out; but it may also be part of a game, and the players be supposed, say, to jump over the boundary; or it may show where A’s property end and B’s begin; and so on. So if I draw a boundary line that is not to say what it is for.“