An essence exists if and only if it is actualized or concretized somehow, in some concrete form.

O graunt sweet God my daies may end with hers, That I with her may dye and live againe.

In some parts of India the dolly has grown into an extravagance consisting sometimes of bushels of fruit, nuts, and confectionery, with bottles of champagne and liqueurs.

Given that military intervention has deepened rather than weakened ethnosectarian divisions, the intriguing question becomes whether that was the game plan all along.