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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. ¨,»;*&¤@##
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@&*»,,,¨¨¨ 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. ¨,»;*&&&@#
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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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