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###&$†*~,, THIS TIME OF CONFUSION ALSO LEADS TO ,,~*†$&###
####$†*~,, ALL ANALYZES ENDING IN "USELESS" - I ,,~*†$####
###&$†*~,, WAS BEING BOTHERED BY SOMETHING IN A ,,~*†$&###
#&$**,,,,, SONG OR MOVIE OR BOOK, SO I THINK, HOW ,,,,,**$&#
#&&&$†*~,, WOULD I HAVE DONE IT, WHAT IS THE ,,~*†$&&&#
#$*,,,,,,, PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT ,,,,,,,*$#
##&†**,,,, 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 ,,,,,,,~†&
###&$†*~,, SENSE. ,,~*†$&###
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#&$*,,,,,, AND WHEN I CAN'T EVEN ANCHOR MYSELF, ,,,,,,*$&#
&&&$$†*~,, WHEN I AM NOTHING BUT THE QUESTION, IT ,,~*†$$&&&
####&†*~,, FEELS LIKE IT CAN ALL SLIP THROUGH MY ,,~*†&####
#&$$$†*~,, FINGERS... "WHOOPS", AND NOTHING EVER ,,~*†$$$&#
###&$†*~,, WAS AFTER THAT. ,,~*†$&###
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