.,~/=*¤### ###¤*=/~,.
.,~/=*¤### ###¤*=/~,.
.....,//*¤ ¤*//,.....
......,/*¤ ¤*/,......
.,~/==**## ##**==/~,.
.,~=*¤#### ####¤*=~,.
.,~/=*¤### 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. ##¤==~....
....,,//*¤ ¤*//,,....
.,~/=*¤### ###¤*=/~,.
.,~/=*#### ####*=/~,.
.,~/=*¤### ###¤*=/~,.
...,~~//=¤ ¤=//~~,...