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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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