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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. ¨&&¨¨&&&&&
&&&&&&&&¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨&&&&
&&&&&&&¨¨& 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. ¨¨&&¨¨¨¨&&
¨&&&&¨¨&&¨ &¨¨¨¨&&¨¨¨
¨¨&&¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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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