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&&¨¨¨¨¨¨&& NOW, USUALLY I FEEL GOOD (MAYBE?), BUT &¨¨¨&&&&¨&
¨&¨¨¨¨¨&¨& THIS TIME OF CONFUSION ALSO LEADS TO &¨¨&¨¨¨&&¨
&&¨¨¨¨&&&& ALL ANALYZES ENDING IN "USELESS" - I &¨&&¨¨&¨&¨
¨&¨¨¨&¨¨¨¨ WAS BEING BOTHERED BY SOMETHING IN A &&¨&¨&&&&&
&&¨¨&&¨¨¨& SONG OR MOVIE OR BOOK, SO I THINK, HOW ¨&&&&¨¨¨¨&
¨&¨&¨&¨¨&& WOULD I HAVE DONE IT, WHAT IS THE &¨¨¨&¨¨¨&¨
&&&&&&¨&¨¨ PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT &¨¨&&¨¨&&¨
¨¨¨¨¨&&&¨¨ CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS &¨&¨&¨&¨&&
¨¨¨¨&¨¨&¨¨ MORE AND MORE PIECES FALLS OFF UNTIL &&&&&&&&¨&
¨¨¨&&¨&&¨¨ I'M STANDING THERE WITH NOTHING. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&&&
¨¨&¨&&¨&¨& ¨¨¨¨¨¨&¨¨&
¨&&&¨&&&&¨ REDUCTIONIST HELL - ¨¨¨¨¨&&¨&&
&¨¨&&¨¨¨&& I WAN'T A BOTTOM FLOOR, A CONCEPT ¨¨¨¨&¨&&¨&
&¨&¨&¨¨&¨¨ BEDROCK, BUT THE DEEPER I GO THE MORE ¨¨¨&&&¨&&¨
&&&&&¨&&¨& ABSTRACT THEY ARE, THE THINGS, UNTIL ¨¨&¨¨&&¨&&
¨¨¨¨&&¨&&¨ THEY CEASE TO BE THINGS AT ALL ¨&&¨&¨&&¨¨
¨¨¨&¨&&¨&& &¨&&&&¨&¨¨
¨¨&&&¨&&¨& ARE WE JUST STACKED TRIANGLES? THERE IS &&¨¨¨&&&¨¨
¨&¨¨&&¨&&¨ NOTHING I CAN DO WITH TRIANGLES. THEY ¨&¨¨&¨¨&¨¨
&&¨&¨&&¨&¨ CAN NOT SHELTER ME IN ANY MEANINGFUL &&¨&&¨&&¨¨
¨&&&&¨&&&& SENSE. ¨&&¨&&¨&¨&
&¨¨¨&&¨¨¨¨ &¨&&¨&&&&&
&¨¨&¨&¨¨¨¨ AND WHEN I CAN'T EVEN ANCHOR MYSELF, &&¨&&¨¨¨¨¨
&¨&&&&¨¨¨& WHEN I AM NOTHING BUT THE QUESTION, IT ¨&&¨&¨¨¨¨&
&&¨¨¨&¨¨&¨ FEELS LIKE IT CAN ALL SLIP THROUGH MY &¨&&&¨¨¨&¨
¨&¨¨&&¨&&& FINGERS... "WHOOPS", AND NOTHING EVER &&¨¨&¨¨&&&
&&¨&¨&&¨¨¨ WAS AFTER THAT. ¨&¨&&¨&¨¨&
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