I realize my writing has certain patterns
for example. I like broad generalizations (the more absurd the better) then I use visuals
to specify and validate the feeling. I am
esp drawn to tragedy and the tragic voice. Classicists have this. Anne Carson Louise Glück.
Like Beckett said You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
If this was a mathematical truth and I said the first sentence was a posit of truth (such as 3+4=7)
then everything that comes after it is my proof of this truth.
But sometimes it fails i can not prove it and everything crumbles beneath it. It is like watching a house collapse. A landslide But in thE construction of it is the gift which is the Work and the idea and the ability to weave the idea out into a lacework.
Not everything is meant to be proven.