,,,,,^**&& &&**^,,,,,
,,,,,,~*&& &&*~,,,,,,
,^~**&&@## ##@&&**~^,
,^~**&@### ###@&**~^,
,,,,,,^~*& &*~^,,,,,,
,^~**&## ###&&**~^,
,^~**&&@## 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. @&*~,,,,,,
,^~**&@### ###@&**~^,
,^~**&&@@@ @@@&&**~^,
,,,,,^**&@ @&**^,,,,,
,^~**&&@## ##@&&**~^,
,^~**&&&&& &&&&&**~^,