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things fall apart and there’s anarchy everywhere; falcons fly freely and can’t be compelled.

Dimming the tide there is blood in the water and everywhere customs of innocence drowned.

Held by the worst is a fervent intensity; lacking conviction the best run aground.

Surely there must be some kind of apocalypse; surely epiphany must be at hand!

Visions unbidden from Spiritus Mundi of something awakening out on the sand:

Head of a man with a leonine frame and a pitiless gaze that’s as blank as the sun;

sleep became nightmare by passage of centuries long before eons of slumber were done.

Higgledy piggledy, beast of antiquity, imminent, just as the prophecies warn,

Passing through cavities antediluvian, sacrosanct waterways wend and are gone.

Billybed ballybed, groundbreaking fountainhead. Pleasure-dome's shadow is seen in the pond.

Hydrous catastrophes, geotectonically, generate prophecies re: Kublai Khan.

Benian bimian, maid Abyssinian played on the dulcimer redolent songs.

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But to figure out exactly how that tradeoff works and how much of it you should do, you need to think about thinking (and thinking costs time/energy/whatever).

But to figure out... you get the idea

And maybe everything is nice, and this recursion is exactly solvable. But if it isn't, maybe you can just cut it off at some point, and replace the infinite tower with some effective value. And maybe that value depends on exactly where you put the cutoff in some nice way. And maybe some large class of these things flow to the same fixed points as the cutoff gets really big or small.