we look into patterns of symmetry for peace: its regressive geometry buries alive our rotting psychosomatic discord.  
but what we find instead in symmetry of meaning - paradoxically - is a regress of control, a regress of self-referencing.
no spontaneity in it, no free will, just determinism of self-collapsing dualities.

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meaning - in other words - incarcerates Essence into a form.