Presence (n.) is that in whose historical transformation orderability is surely the last possible phase.
Presence (n.) is distracting. By focusing on it, being and truth are both forgotten, since both withdraw from human access and leave us only with what is present.
Presence (n.) is problematic in that it reduces things to objects of calculation. Everything becomes equally indifferent and equally valid. Everything in our world turns into nothing but a stockpile or standing reserve. Everything is reduced to its utility.
Presence (n.) is the enemy we must slay before there is any hope of reviving ontology.
Presence (n.) is a result of the forgetting of concealment, leading us to focus on what is customary.
Presence (n.) is overrated — If my house burns down, its absence is overwhelming. At the death of those we love, their absence attacks and gnaws at us.
Presence (n.) is a rich and complex phenomenon - and even so, the meaning of Being is not exhausted by presence, or at least by any traditional understanding of presence.
Presence (n.) is made possible by having a past and having a future. If I did not project the possibility of being someone, I would be utterly closed off; nothing could be there for me, because I would have no "there" at all.