Black Boy Review

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Jupiter’s Orb

The world always feels volatile and it’s not fully clear if that’s something that has always been at play or a force that has fortified itself through years and years of re-calibration.

I don’t believe a thing can ever be fully promised. Boundless dimensionality; keeping life as we know it any bit exciting. No regard for security. No space for assurance.

The world has always felt volatile.

And in accordance, the forces that take life from deep in its core have replicated this feeling of temporary structure - making the unimaginable feel within reasonable reach.

Simultaneously, casting a shade of doubt on even the most institutional fixtures.

Every art piece, piece of writing or musical composition, government policy, generational family practice or facet of being becomes a refection of temporary structure.

Like every well oiled system, the beauty takes root from the duality and room for continuity that which is anything but permanent.

The keen knowing that at any given moment, life as we know it could delve into unseated territory and evolve forever.