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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 #@¶§&%/~:¨
¨:~/%&§§¶@ @¶§§&%/~:¨
¨:::/%%§¶@ 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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