The signifieds have become incomplete. From each moment to the next, these constellations of social space have gone from definite to vacuous mass. Bodies, now, floating through the voids of human interaction. The signifier is unable to navigate. Constructs understood as “living” and “being” have buckled under the pressure of unbearable lightness. There is no choice for the signifier, but to shed the skins of his past. To construct the new “living,” the new way of “being.” There is nothing but the disjunction of understanding, a shift in the world itself. Within the void, all signification is lost, but in the oneness there is no differentiation.