there is something buried at the intersection
of love and hope / for which we have left no
tombstone, no marker, no nameplate / some
things are best left unnamed / or rather, that
we take them away / to name something is to
give it power / to speak something is to speak
power / without having it / there is no turning
back when you’re barrelling down into the
Earth / they’ll have you dig a hole to the other
side of the Earth if they’ll need you to / I’m
not coming home / consider this a farewell
letter / for my trip into the deep end / off
the ridges and waterfalls / I’m a minister of
this government named blind faith / I’m
an explorer without a trail of breadcrumbs /
I’m afraid to leave the house but here I am /
walking deeper and deeper into that person
shaped person / to wrap my hands around
a heart and pluck it like a fruit / to blow in
a lung and inflate it like a balloon / when
I let my mind wander about fear I think
of impossibilities like that / I’m a greedy
boy / I want to stuff my stomach full of
these emotions / keep them there / I’ll stop
time if I have to / freeze the process / pause
the film / I want to find a place where
nothing has been buried / I want to find
the place where everything has been /
I’m full of desire like that so I spread it
out like I’m watering the lawn / I branch
out in search of something / I’d like to
call them answers / but that would be
to give them too much power/ and with
great power / there is invariably corruption /
my church can only stand tall for so long /
there’s only so much faith to go around /
come on now / give me a hand / this hole
isn’t going to dig itself and we’ve only got
all our lives to go

Freewriting Explanation: Every day, Valen shall use 5 minutes to write completely unprompted and uninterrupted, letting the words lead the way. There is no end purpose to each piece, but rather, the pieces are allowed to develop naturally in their own way. The pieces are then uploaded without edits.