There is never any real substance to anything; matter is a species of nothing. There is only form that we call matter. If we were to find what we call matter, that which is made into form, we would not be able to comprehend it, as we think in terms of form. When we see a piece of iron that makes up a radiator, we see the form of an electromagnetic event. The nucleus of an atom is made up of protons and neutrons and they are balanced by the electrons that orbit them. The electrons are negatively charged, the protons positively and the neutrons are have neutral charge. The shell of an atom, made up of the orbiting electrons, is mostly responsible for the qualities of that substance, but that series of electrons are balanced by the protons and the neutrons. There is here an arrangement of forces that make up what we think is matter, but that arrangement has a motive structure, which itself is composed of particles. There is then what the ancient Greeks called a logos to the atom, and what makes the matter of iron is a form that is material. The best way to describe the characteristics of iron is radically full emptiness, because the very character of iron, or of anything made of iron, is merely form. There is no substance, and the very substance of things, as far as modern science is concerned, is empty. And yet it has utility and character, and it is able to make things and produce what we call living. In a very tangible and rational sense all of the universe is a radically full emptiness, in forceful motion. Nothing is a part of substance, but nothing alone as integral to substance is not being. Nothing and what we call being make up a construct that becomes, and this becoming can only be understood in its particularity. It is coming-to-be from what-comes-prior as a particular thing. And how does one make that construct known, if it must be explicated in terms of particularity? There are many ways, but narratives of a certain kind suit these purposes well.