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¨,»:^*¤¶@# #@¶¤*^:»,¨
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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 ¶¤^:,,,¨¨¨
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¨,»:^*¤¶@# more and more pieces falls off until #@¶¤*^:»,¨
¨,»:^*¤¶@# i'm standing there with nothing. #@¶¤*^:»,¨
¨,»:^*¶@## ##@¶*^:»,¨
¨,»:^^^¤¶@ 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 ##¶¤*^:»,¨
¨,»:^*¤¶@# #@¶¤*^:»,¨
¨¨¨¨¨,:^*¤ 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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