About Bob Christian

Aspie, Poet, Author. Creator of Behind the Mask, Scribblology, Alexithymia & (Re)Mixtapes

Digital Bridges,

By Bob W Christian

To all the victims of these ville creatures, i stand with you. While yelling fuck off back into the darkness you crawled out of you pathetic pos, to those who dwell under these digital bridges…

Once upon a time,
Fairytales told us that your
Kind hid under bridges;
Away from the decent
Folk in the kingdom.

Plotting your revenge;
Trying to crush our
Spirits; our dreams.
Hoping it will make
Your life feel whole.

Cloaked in your pain;
Sadness keeping you
Company while you lie
In wait; poised, ready to
Strike your next victim,

Feeding on each one.
Hoping that this meal
Will satisfy the hunger.
Filling the void where
Your heart should be.

Claws wrapping around
Each of your intended
Victims, while they
Desperately plead for
Deliverance from you.

Parents unable to protect
Their precious young ones.
Monsters no longer lurk
In cupboards or under beds;
Now, they’re much closer.

Times have changed.
Your kind have swapped your
Clip-clop bridges for basements
With Wi-Fi; trying to destroy
All our happy ever afters.

Just Stop.

(C) BobChristianpoetry

Our Little Secret

By Bob W Christian

This is a very touchy subject, it’s also one that people feel uncomfortable having, which can lead to self harm even suicide. I myself am a survivor & as such I wished I’d spoken out at the time. Silence Is what these creatures depend on, so while you may feel like you can’t tell anyone, you’ll thank yourself in the future. BC x

Hearts is racing, it’s beating,
Trying to escape My chest.
Fighting to breathe, trying

To catch my breath, it slips
Through sweat drenched
Palms. I can’t calm down

I’m terrified. Although you,
Maybe unable to see, it’s
Eating away at me, slowly

Clamps it’s hands over my
Lips. Forcing me to silence,
So I can never speak out.

The things you did


Verbal Surgery

By Bob W Christian

In a darkened room I sit
The tools of my trade
Precisely laid out like
Scalpels before a surgeon.

Even if they are not physical,
They have the same effect;
Cutting, healing maybe,
Sometimes even saving a life.

What are these tools of mine?
How can they do such things?
Much more than a pen; my words are
Sharper than any knife you’ll know.


Cheer Up

My thoughts upon hearing someone tell me to “Cheer up”

1) Fuck off.

2) If I had a pound for every time I’ve heard that, I could afford that one therapy session that finally works.

3) Why do you say this stupid phrase? It’s as messed up and idiotic as telling someone to walk off a broken ankle.

4) If you want to question my thoughts and feelings, like you know my whole story, then don’t bother. Not everything can be solved with the phrase CHEER UP.

5) You cannot pray me out of this neurochemical state of depression and anxiety with some magical words. If it were scientifically possible, don’t you think I’d have tried that?

6) CHEER UP. Sorry, what’s that? I just need to get out more and party? How? By holding aloft my magic bottle and chanting the magical words CHEER UP I’m suddenly transformed into PARTY MAN? A happy, more confident, less anxious version of me?

7) How many men, women and sadly children must attempt to or sadly take their own lives before we realise that a cocktail of chemicals and that great verbal anti-depressant CHEER UP doesn’t work. We need real conversations not medications.

Shadow Boxing

Shadow boxing by Bob W Christian

Shadow Boxing

Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight’s main event,
A hardcore, no-holds
Barred match. The
Winner, decided by
Pin-fall or submission.

Cowering in the red
Corner. Me, weighing
In at 210lbs, only if
You don’t count life’s
Problems, constantly
Weighing me down.

The challenger tonight,
Weighing in at sometimes
More than I’m able
To bear. Hailing from
The darkness inside
My mind… Depression.



Anxiety by Bob W Christian

There’s a demon
Inside my head.
I see him, hiding
In a dark corner
Of my mind.

Lurking, his blood
Red eyes, he’s hungry;
Waiting to be fed.
Once again, slowly
Stalking me.

Desperate, hungry.
Feeding off the pitch
Black darkness, pain
I’ve got hidden deep
Within me.

Consuming every last
Bit of light within me,
Until he wins, and I’m
Completely lost to my


Back Soon

I will be taking a hiatus from my website & the associated social media platforms connected to my professional account, for a short while. Thank you to all of you for the love and support you’ve shown me. I’ll see you all when I return.
Bob W Christian

Open letter to B

This is an open letter to the lady of Christian faith who emailed Mrs Bob & myself to tell us how lost we were and destined for the tired old rhetoric of fire, brimstone and damnation.

I’m a patient person, who has studied many faiths and beliefs. I’ve read the holy scriptures of most religions, out of curiosity and understanding. Unfortunately, though, I have no patience whatsoever for people like you, who blindly attacked my beliefs, based on a total misconception and ignorance of what they actually are.

We do not worship the Devil, nor are we evil or lost souls as you may have been led to believe by your big book of fairy tales. Actually, quite the opposite is true of those who truly follow Wicca or paganism, or any of what are known as the Old Traditions. We are generally a peaceful group, who celebrate all life, seeing it as sacred in its many diverse forms.

A lot of the values you have been taught as a Christian were adopted or stolen from our beliefs hundreds of years ago. I am not trying to make you angry, but it is an easily documented and historical fact that Paganism, Witchcraft and the nature-based religions pre-date Christianity by several thousand years.

All Gods are One God; all Goddesses are One Goddess, all faiths of the divine are One faith. It is by striving to live ones life with truth, honour, integrity and respect for all that exists within our lives that we hope achieve a true connection to the divine.

Regardless of the name we give that supreme creative force for purposes of association, the essence of the divine remains unchanged. Humanity has simply associated the divine by different names according to the cultural background or experiences of the people following that particular belief.

As a nature-based belief, we see the divine not as some distant unobtainable force realised only at the end of life’s journey, but as a tangible connective energy which flows through everything around us here and now. As a scientist and engineer, this makes perfect sense to me. I don’t need wait until i die to obtain a heaven because it can be found in the magick of everything around us p, if we allow ourselves to be in tune with it.

If you tell me that I follow a false God because I find connection to the divine through nature, you are talking about the same God you follow and are contradicting the teachings of your own bible. Did God not create the whole of nature, and is divine energy and presence not within it? Instead of seeking the divine in a building, we choose to seek the divine within the mysteries and wonders of nature which the divine created. For myself and many others of the old faiths, the presence of the divine is much stronger within the forests, mountains or at the ocean than it could ever be within a building. If you do not know this, it has been too long since you sat and quietly felt divine presence in those settings.

Considering all this, I ask you, dear lady, why are you convinced that I am so evil? Why are you so afraid of me? Are we really that different, or is it that you simply rush to hypocritically judge without knowing who we are and what we’re truly about? Again, you are going against your precious book “judge not lest ye be judged yourself”

I followed the Christian path myself for a number of years. It was because of the intolerance and hypocrisy I encountered that led me to seek a different path. So in that respect, I have walked your path but found it contradictory. Have you walked in my path?

I still believe in a divine force, I just choose to seek it in other ways, ones that don’t promote hatred, intolerance and prejudice of others who seek the divine differently. If it works for you, and all your spiritual needs are complete through it, then I’m happy for you. It just didn’t ever work for me.


I’m very shocked and angered to receive an email from someone over my beliefs. I’ve only recently shared them publicly and to have someone attack Mrs Bob & myself in such a way is disgusting, hypocritical (turn the other cheek) and makes me very angry. I have deleted the sender’s name because I’m not that vindictive, also I won’t tell so don’t ask.

Dearest xxxx

I won’t beat around the bush but come straight to the point.
xxxx, I am deeply concerned, to discover your’s and xxx’s paths are Wicca. I wonder what ever led you into that and why you have sold your Souls to the devil ( Satan). Worshipping the moon goddess and the horned god can only lead you down paths into darkness. Worshipping pagan gods and nature, casting spells and writing books on Wicca really is very serious. As a Christian, and knowing a God of love tells me that God’s power is the only true source of power. God is the God of truth and our foundation rests on the words of Jesus ” I am the way and the truth and the life.” We are also warned of the dangers in magic, tarot card reading, casting spells, sorcery, trying to harness and focus cosmic or psychic energy to bring about some desired change, divination. I could go on for ever but I won’t. I believe in the spirit world and that Satan is very clever at appearing as an angel of light but it is lie there is only one Spirit of light and that is the Holy Spirit. Witchcraft has been around a very long time but its promises are empty. Nature and wildlife are wonderful, sunrises and sunsets are amazing and the love of people are all the outward signs of God’s love as are many more glorious things. All gifts from God and through and in them we can worship Him but never worship them in and for themselves. We need to be good stewards of his world and sadly we are failing, please God and through prayer and caring people things will improve.

Please accept this in the loving way it is sent. As a Spiritual Director of more than thirty years I do know what I am talking about.

Much love,

I’m deeply shocked at the way this person has felt they have the right to attack Mrs Bob & myself, I’ve never once called out someone of any faith or belief structure on their beliefs. I’ve read the Bible, Koran, Tibetan book of the dead out of curiosity into other beliefs and cultures.


Inside by Bob W Christian

I want to climb
Inside your head,
Experience how
You saw things,

When you said
You’d had enough
Of this world, and
Wanted to leave it.

The lights, sounds,
Shimmering; flashing
Inside of your brain.

The deafening silence
Inside this place
Swallows all of your
Screams for help whole.

It’s an Unbearable
Emptiness. Just one
Slip, and you could fall
Back into its deep abyss.

In this loneliness,
I thought you could
Use a hand, to grab
You when you’re falling.