Commence

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Meteors clash all while giving birth to

new energy. New? It’s always been there, waiting

for clemency. And then it happens, a cosmic release from

physicality. Familiar. Spreading out through parts unknown,

peering into places that were once untold. ‘Follow direction,

everything will be okay.’ Existence predicated upon the

surface is over before it can ever commence.

Photographer Unknown