“The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.”
Love Chooses You ⚜️❤️
- Rest in Peace innocent 4 year old Willow, she was allegedly left to die by her “father.”
Rest in Peace innocent 4 year old Willow, she was allegedly left to die by her “father.”
At 7pm there will be an online candlelight vigil for baby girl Willow Dunn, you can join in by using the hashtags #HerNameIsWillow and #T21Community.
Baby girl deserved so much better than she was given. Please share your tributes for little Willow using the hashtags.
Willow Dunn, 4, was found dead at a Cannon Hill address on Monday morning but police allege she was murdered by her father on Saturday and left in her bed.
A 43 year old man has been arrested and charged with her murder. He did not appear in Brisbane Magistrates Court on Tuesday and has been remanded in custody to reappear in the same court later in July. He allegedly told police he found Willow dead in her cot, and later saw signs she had been attacked by rats, but no one raised the alarm for two days.
Apparently when paramedics arrived in his home after he called them MONDAY (she passed away on Saturday night !) and saw the abhorrent state his daughter was in he remarked “I am in trouble aren’t I” His daughter is lying dead in her crib and he is worried about the trouble he is in…. I have no words for this level of inhumanity. This is the last we will speak of him.
Police would not confirm the girl’s cause of death or whether a postmortem examination has been completed, but The Courier Mail reports the four-year-old had horrific sores on her body after being starved and left to die. They allege she had burns to her scalp, and infected bone-deep sores on her hips.
The newspaper reports Willow had sores on her hips so deep the bones were exposed when police found her at the home on Bent Street on Monday. The Mail also reports that the child’s stepmother lived at the home with children of her own but no one else has been charged.
Little Willow’s mother sadly passed away due to complications during Willow’s birth.
Neighbours of the family told The Australian they never knew about Willow.
“They’ve been there for that long and we didn’t know a little girl lived there,” one neighbour said. “I can’t believe it.” ‘That’s the big take-home for me. I can’t believe it.’
Police will allege Willow had been left with no food, and was badly malnourished.
Down Syndrome Australia issued a statement after the heartbreaking news. “The (alleged) neglect or abuse of any child is not acceptable,” Down Syndrome Australia CEO Dr Ellen Skladzien said.
“Children with disabilities, as any other children in the community, should be protected and cared for.”
Rest in peace little angelic Willow, that this could happen in 2020 is incomprehensible. We are all responsible for the safety of all children, and we must ensure this never happens again. The Department of Child Safety has confirmed it had contact with the family in relation to Willow, and still this happened to Willow.
HerNameWasWillow and she will not be forgotten.
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- Buddhism ⚜️⚜️
- Hello Friends ⚜️⚜️⚜️
Hello Friends, Wishing Everyone a wonderful day!
Many people go through life seeking outside validation and approval from others in order to feel good about themselves. It is unfortunate that many of us think like this and I am no stranger to these thought patterns. There have been many times in my life when I worried too much about what others thought of me or what I imagined they might think of me.
This is a horrible way to go through life and we seem to give all of our power away without even realizing it. The only person that you should care what they think about you is “You!” Think positive thoughts about yourself and stop worrying about other people validating you and your feelings. Other people have enough of their own problems. Happiness is an inside job. Remember that and you will be much better off.
Sending everyone Positive Vibes and Love. Peace and Love, Kindness⚜️⚜️
- ” New Age” ⚜️⚜️⚜️
Taking on my own psychoanalysis has seriously triggered all the reasons I did not fall in love with what passes for psychotherapy in the modern world. In my life, I’ve known lots of people who’ve come through Esalen, est & assorted other groups & movements associated with words such as “new age, human potential, self help, get well, transformational, experimental lifestyles, etc.” After all the time & energy I’ve spent on this subject, about the most positive thing I can say about what I see being dispensed is that some therapists help some people some of the time, but there’s very little actual evidence to support the effectiveness any particular therapy.
The biggest issue I have with all the models for dealing with the life challenges therapies attempt to address is that they’re all based on the idea that there is something inherently wrong with who we are & there are people who will fix our problem (i.e. low self-esteem) for a price. How will we know when we have been “made whole?” (Good luck on getting a straight answer to that one!)
Let’s consider that the basic precept upon which most therapies are based, the belief that we are fundamentally flawed beings, is totally bogus. It is true that we have all been exposed to a body of concepts that come from a variety of sources, including education, religion, conditioning, mass culture, etc. & these sources would have us believe we are damaged goods.
So, are we, as conscious beings, compelled to accept the idea that we are wrong the way we presently exist, or have we been served a bunch of shit? Perhaps, instead of trying to fix those parts of who we are, we should consider the possibility that we are complete & whole beings just the way we are. Before you discard that idea as naïve, how about we also consider opening our minds? In fact, how do we know we are not a moment away, from experiencing the most glorious & wonderful time of our lives? After all, how many among us have realized the full extent of our creative potential? For all we really know, this could be our finest hour, the time when we fulfill our purpose for being alive at this time & place. I think untapped creative energy is one of the most powerful forces potentially available to all of us.
As I conducted my ongoing, personal self psychoanalysis, I stopped considering “what’s wrong with me” & I started asking “what will make me a better human being & that includes being happier than I am right now?” For the record, I have great family & friends, a roof over my head & enough food, money & booze to make it through the next week or so & it feels like there’s something I’d like to add on in the way of fun & that includes companionship.
- THE ESSENTIAL YOU
You are the lamp of my life
That throws light on my path
But for you my beloved,
I walk in the thickest darkness.
Without you my arms grope outward
So that my visage does not collide
With anything solid or hard.
My feet feel the rough surface of my way
For guidance, random obstacles
Or I might trip on an unwary stone
And me fall on my face
With the results in consequence.
Your figure projected in high density
On my immediate horizon
The longing for life is reflected
In my happy forward looking face.
I sing paens to you in the chamber
Of my rejoicing mind.
My life incongruous and dull existence
Takes on added significance
Like when the sun splays pink
The eastern horizon.
I feel the velvet vibrations
Of your adoring presence
In the ether that surrounds me.
I am happy I am contented
With a lot that ever remains
The most fortunate lot.
You inspire me, encourage
To transcend my limits
To reach the highest levels
Of thought and action.
I soar like the regal eagle
On the fastness of mountains
The Andes, Alps and Himalayas.
I look at myself with approval great
And congratulate myself for I say
To myself: Some guys have all the luck
That most guys don’t have.
I am blessed of the gods
Pampered of the winds
Whispered to by the trees
Sung to by the larks
And forever fated to be free
Of factors like grief, disenchantment,
And the endless infirmities
That rack the human mind.