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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 .-~/%@##
#$/~-..... they cease to be things at all .....-~/$#
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#$//~..... are we just stacked triangles? there is .....~//$#
#&%/-..... nothing i can do with triangles. they .....-/%
#@#&$%/~-. can not shelter me in any meaningful .-~/%$@#
##@&$%/~-. sense. .-~/%$&@##
#@#&$%/~-. .-~/%$@#
#@#&$%/~-. and when i can't even anchor myself, .-~/%$@#
#@#&$%/~-. when i am nothing but the question, it .-~/%$@#
#@#&$%/~-. feels like it can all slip through my .-~/%$@#
@#&&$%/~-. fingers... "whoops", and nothing ever .-~/%$&@
###&$%/~-. was after that. .-~/%$##
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