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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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