It had a purpose which it fulfilled through cluttering. I had to consider what purpose did clutter serve for me. It was doing a job for me, the reality of which, I did not care to face. It did me no good to keep dealing with the clutter. To keep analyzing the clutter problem bit by bit to get rid of it, while continuing to change things were exercises in futility.
Tides repeat themselves endlessly.
I continue to clutter endlessly regardless of the stress it causes. I am constantly repeating what I need to learn in this life. All laws can be seen in my life as I experience it now. In order to escape this repetition, I must struggle to change myself. So I must really look at my clutter honestly.