I do not think it can be described for language is the handmaiden of story and we have agreement on what "is" based on our shared stories. A world without story would be random and meaningless or perhaps a version of "the tower of Babel" with chaos on every tongue.
Wim Wenders did this to great effect it two scenes in his 1987 film, Wings of Desire (Der Himmel über Berlin).
There's one scene where Cassiel and Damiel, two angels whose mission is to "observe, collect, testify, preserve" life in Berlin, take out their notebooks and share their lists with each other.
(Youtube link, scene starts at 0:40)
And another, where Damiel places his hands on the head of a dying man (Youtube link, scene starts at 4:18) and to comfort him, evokes images from the man's life.
Certainly, for us, enveloped in a narrative frame of reference, we project a story onto these lists. But these moments contain prima facie lists, not intended as a beginning, middle, and end, or as a rising dramatic arc. They are, rather, a naming of moments. This naming still has the power to resonate emotionally with an audience, and create moments of beauty, even without a story.
(It's one of my favorite movies, I've seen it multiple times, but I still can't figure out what that woman is saying. Sometimes I think Wim Wenders just said to Peter Handke, "just write something, anything. Go nuts." And Handke did.)
Computer circuitry. Orwell's 1984 with the addition of Tivo, Blackberry, iPods and 24/7 ambient noise, so there is not a single second for reflection; ThoughtCrime eradicated. An ant farm. A mental institution where everyone is drugged or lobotomized, including the staff, who forgot why they came there in the first place. Shoot first, ask questions later. Global clearcut.