Wente was one who could remember that he was small enough to tell a thing he would not be telling again and again and again if he were bigger.  He knew he was not bigger and being smaller he was not small enough to forget that he was one who was not so small that anything could worry him that did not worry him.  Almost anything that worried him worried him enough so that in telling that he was worrying he was telling it again and again.  In telling that he was worrying he was telling that being the one he was he would not be telling any more of anything that was worrying than that that worrying him he was one who was worrying.  In being that one and he was worrying, in being that one he was one who would certainly be frightened if he worried enough and not at all frightened if he was having worry him anything that was worrying him.

He said that thing, he said that he said anything in saying that thing and he did say anything in saying that thing and he said that again to any one.

He said a little thing and he said he would be worrying if he were not the one who was one worrying.  He said he was not worrying again.  He said that he could say all of that thing.  He said he did say that thing and he would say another thing and he did say that other thing and he said he was not worrying, and he was not worrying, he was not worrying again.  He was worrying and in being worrying he came again and again in being that one to that thing the thing he had not been telling again and again.  He was not smaller than he had been, he was the size he had been, he was not worrying about any such thing.

If every one was not believing that every one was believing that living is continuing and any one can come to be a dead one, if every one was not believing enough of this thing then any one doing anything would be doing something of what they are doing.  In doing something of what they are doing any one doing something is doing what that one is doing.

Any one can be one telling something of some such a thing of any one doing something in not believing anything of living being continuing.

Enough being done by any one doing something, doing something of that thing so that any one beliving that any one can be a dead one is believing that every one could be believing that living is not continuing.  Living is continuing if any one who can come to be a dead one can come to be a dead one.  Living can be continuing if every one believing that every one is not believing that living is continuing, is believing that any one can come to be a dead one.

It is not a thing that is comforting to be certain that any one listening is one who can not be convinced that the one talking is really explaining what is being really explained by that one.  The one talking is explaining what is really being explained by that one.  The one listening can not be certain that the one talking is really explaining what is being explained by that one.  It is not comforting to be one being living.  It is not comforting to be one not being living.  Nothing is comforting if one is being comforted by something.  Nothing is comforting if one could be comforted by anything.  Nothing is comforting.  Not any thing is comforting and anybody being living can be being living and anybody not being living can be not being living.