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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. ##@==~,,,,
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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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