¨¨¨¨¨¨,-^† †^-,¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,-^ ^-,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,- -,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨, ,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,- -,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,-^ ^-,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨,-^† 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. †^-,¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,-^ ^-,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,- -,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨, ,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,- -,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,-^ ^-,¨¨¨¨¨¨¨