A Prayer
Jackson Capper
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The human experience is turmoil and struggle,
a self referential process that bears only the weight of itself,
the need to understand itself.
In an endless self referential process of understanding understanding;
of trying to understand this moment which has just passed and is no longer.
At the end, if any, is a bedrock of truth that transcends the very foundations,
upon the premises, upon the assumptions, upon which this writing takes for granted.
Take it then, that conscious experience can only be a phenomena of recursion,
a kind of self-supporting mechanic that can do little to escape
but attempt to clasp at the nearest pattern.
The act of writing itself is, a matter of reflection,
a reaction to rumours that purport writing to be of therapy.
If it’s so, then we will write again for life’s joys are trapped behind a veil of recursive horror that will be destroyed by the Will, if that can happen, so mote that be so.
Amen.