I am going to try and consistently refer to my “Being” as my “Becoming”. It is impossible to speak of a human being–now, a human “becoming”–as other than a system in motion.
This is the reason I invented the word “Motology” a few years ago. Thought is liberated if we are no longer trying to defend something changeless, if we are no longer invoking an Order of Being, but, perhaps, an Order of Becoming.
It is the middle of the night, and perhaps I am foggy, but I think perhaps one could argue that this small change makes all of us Buddhists. Becoming is neither Being nor Not Being. The Becoming Self neither “is” nor “is” not.
Peace.