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#£§%/~,¨¨¨ 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. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,
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/~,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨¨¨,~/%§£#
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###£§%/~,¨ are we just stacked triangles? there is ¨,~/%§£###
##£§%/~,¨¨ nothing i can do with triangles. they ¨¨,~/%§£##
#£§%/~,¨¨¨ can not shelter me in any meaningful ¨¨¨,~/%§£#
£§%/~,¨¨¨¨ sense. ¨¨¨¨,~/%§£
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%/~,¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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