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&...&...&& 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 ..&&&&&&&&
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.&.&....&. 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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