There are loops in the stream of consciousness that are starkly existential lops around singularities, perhaps, loops that can't be shrunk to dimensionless points even though every part of them, every snip such a path goes through abstract space, deconstructible or reducible chains of words and images of no weight at all. Actually everything in the stream has existential significance, it is multi-dimensional, full of branching allusions and deep hidden effects, it all matters tremendously, your life does depend on it even if you aren't aware of it or are only doing it to avoid it mattering at all. But nowhere will you find a single moment of existence. You can't, existence doesn't fit inside it. It wouldn't be life without being pervaded by death, but life and death is not exactly the direction in which being shines.