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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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