.,~\=@¶@## ##@¶@=\~,.
..,~\=@¶@# #@¶@=\~,..
...,~\=@¶@ @¶@=\~,...
....,~\=@¶ ¶@=\~,....
...,~\=@¶@ @¶@=\~,...
..,~\=@¶@# #@¶@=\~,..
.,~\=@¶@## 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 ¶@=\~,....
...,~\=@¶@ @¶@=\~,...
..,~\=@¶@# 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. @¶@=\~,...
....,~\=@¶ ¶@=\~,....
...,~\=@¶@ @¶@=\~,...
..,~\=@¶@# #@¶@=\~,..
.,~\=@¶@## ##@¶@=\~,.
..,~\=@¶@# #@¶@=\~,..