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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. ¨¨¨¨&¨&&¨¨
¨¨&¨¨¨&&&¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨&&&¨
¨¨¨&¨¨&¨&& 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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