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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 ^†-~......
.....~-†^£ 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 #£^†-~....
.....~-†^£ £^†-~.....
......~-†^ 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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