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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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