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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. ¨§¨§§¨§¨¨¨
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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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