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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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