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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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