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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. ¨§§¨§§§§¨§
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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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