,,,,://=%# #%=//:,,,,
,:~/==%%#@ @#%%==/~:,
,:~/==%%#@ @#%%==/~:,
,~/=%##@## ##@##%=/~,
,:~/=%##@@ @@##%=/~:,
,:~/=%##@@ @@##%=/~:,
,,::~~/==# 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. @###%=/~:,
,:~/=%##@# #@##%=/~:,
,,,,~~=%%# #%%=~~,,,,
,,,,,~==## ##==~,,,,,
,,,,,~~/%# #%/~~,,,,,
,,,,,:~/%# #%/~:,,,,,