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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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