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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 ¨~~~~~^&&&
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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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