My head knocks painfully against unseen hardness,

My feet slip in stench and blood,

My finger-tips in troughs of despair and the shores of death I try to tip toe, tip toe, tip toe, tip toe so loud unto silence.

Hellishness and not back I plead for kindness to come “Rescue us all”.

I know all forms of cruel, for I spoke to inhumane and it did not listen.

I want to know the passionate seizure of beauty, yet I am denied everything,

I am for the marvellous creative that reads [Prepacked for your convenience].

My name is Valid and I’m the second most elusive captive in the universe, the first being Truth.


Bexy Bowen ~ 2016   (after reading ‘Who am I’ by Carl Sandburg)


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I took my time to write it down and I think it sums my attitude in life:

JI’m into kindness in a big way, along with lots of other natural and peaceful things.  Looking inwardly to question or out at the stars to ponder or close up at nature to admire, is my ways of combating the thoughts brought on by sheeple in their cruel idiocies.  To be able to act according to compassion in difficult situations, I totally endorse to actually stop and enjoy the scent of a flower or to dance in the moonlight.  Oh how lovely it is to laugh in all the beautiful shades of happy kindness and to help others to do the same.

An activist for a kinder, more natural world.



This is what I am going to attempt to do: Change my blog name to

FINGERS CROSSED and let’s see what happens…

“Woohoo it worked too!”

So now, just like saying Beetlejuice x 3 my blog will appear.

Followers, please tell me if you are still there?

 See I am still here and wearing my posh hat too!