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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. ¨¨@@@@¨¨¨@
¨@¨¨@¨¨¨@¨ @¨@¨¨¨@¨¨@
@@@¨@@¨¨@@ 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. ¨¨¨@@@¨¨¨¨
@@¨@¨@@@¨¨ @¨¨@¨¨@¨¨¨
@¨@@@@¨¨@¨ ¨@¨@@¨@@¨¨
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