These words from Wilma Robb

Laurie Humphreys, a tireless worker for Forgotten Australians and a founding member of AFA, has died at home in Fremantle after a long battle with cancer. Our sincere condolences to his partner, Frankie, to his family and to all who loved him.
Laurie came to Australia as a child migrant and was sent to Bindoon in WA, where he experienced harsh conditions and sometimes harsh treatment; he was one of the boys who built Bindoon, and he was very proud of that. In later life, Laurie was a hard worker who stood up for people, and his career as a union official is testament to his commitment to social justice. Laurie has been a staunch and effective advocate for Forgotten Australians, both in WA and nationally. The Tuart Place service for Forgotten Australians in Fremantle, WA, was his initiative. We remember Laurie as a gentle but determined man, always ready with a smile but equally ready to propose something new and to carry it through. He loved cruise ships—saying that the best thing about being a child migrant was the great time they had coming over! He and his partner, Frankie, sailed for pleasure as well as to visit new-found family in England and Norway. He was a voracious reader and wrote about his own life in A Chip off What Block: A child migrant's tale. He wanted Forgotten Australians and Child Migrants to unite and recognise their common experiences and interests and to show the strength that comes from numbers. He wanted Forgotten Australians to manage their own affairs, as far as possible, but he was always ready to acknowledge those who'd helped along the way. We can ill afford to lose him. 
Let Laurie’s legacy be our renewed courage, spirit and determination to make the world a better place.

From Admin below
Laurie will we sorly missed by many FA's who knew him and his dedication to the plight of the Forgotten Australians.

REST IN PEACE BROTHER.

The Little Brown Suitcase

The Little Brown Suitcase is a metaphore representing all those who were placed into care be it orphanage an institution up until 1990. Whether you were a Child Migrant, Indigenous or Non-Indigenous, "The Little Brown Suitcase" has no if’s or buts, we all as children were treated harshly and many of us when we left the various institutions and orphanages to face the world we were given a little brown suitcase to carry what little belongings they wanted us to have.

If you wish to be involved and are musically or artfully talented and live in Melbourne we would love you to be a part of this event. All artifacts you may wish to contribute will always be the soul property of the creator as would the poems and songs the copyright will always belong to the creator.

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Put your name down for the “The Little Brown Suitcase” workshop

Please email your details and contributions to: thelittlebrownsuitcase@forgottenaustralians.com


It is envisaged this will be a memorable event for all. An Awakening

This notion being a Forgotten Australian, going to a service provider and they will fix their problems is so far from what they can actually do.

Many services available to those who suffer from mental health are available to Forgotten Australians, the perception of joining an advocate group will somehow open doors for the Forgotten Australians is nothing more than a myth.

Service providers for Forgotten Australians can only help in minimal areas; their funding is very limited.

There are many Forgotten Australians who have Mental Health issues; post traumatic stress disorder, drug addiction, anxiety attacks, homelessness, unable to function in normal day-to-day skills, these disorders are all the result of their upbringing as children and do come under the mental health act.

Some Forgotten Australians believe, they should be at the top of the list, when it comes to services being handed out, after all, the upbringing they had as children, the hardships of becoming an adult and learning as an adolescent they had to be responsible for themselves and survive the best way they knew how.

Whilst all of the latter maybe true, they maybe deserving of being at the top of the list, this is not how DHS and many other government departments view it. Forgotten Australians need to make the first move go to the various outlets throughout this country and let them know you need help this is the only way something positive will happen for them.

There are some Forgotten Australians who believe if they did seek out help and mentioned they have a mental health problem this would be held against them if they were seeking legal action against the church, government etc. This so far from the truth, Mental Health today is not a stigma against your name it doesn’t mean you cannot communicate with others, it is a sickness just like cancer, like any health issues, there are people out there who are more than willing to help.

If you are a Forgotten Australian, seek out one of the many (Personal Helpers and Mentor Services) PHAMS organisations, which are spread right throughout this country.  For your area Click here

PHAMS is a program that supports people whose lives are severely affected by a severe mental illness. It is a key part of the Australian Government’s Mental Health package, which was announced in the 2006 Budget, and is part of the Council of Australian Government’s National Action Plan on Mental Health

The Program focuses on strengths – what people with mental illness can do, rather than what they can’t do? It focuses on recovery – demonstrating that people with mental illness can lead a fulfilled life in the community with the same opportunities as other people. People who join the program will work with their own Personal Helper and Mentor who will support them on their recovery.

Being a Forgotten Australian does not necessarily place one at the top of the tree for services, you need to discuss your issues with your mentor and they will put your best interest forward.

Have you ever wondered, why? I don’t mean why you didn’t get that job, or that girl or boy, or even why you didn’t get those opportunities in life that “they” got. Did you ever just wonder why you can wonder why? I have. Not that I really want to, it’s just that’s what I seem to do. You see, I’m one of these people that have a desperate need to rationalise our existence. At first it started with having to justify to myself and everybody else, just why I did the things I did? Since having stopped doing the stuff that I had to put effort into justifying, I’ve started to think about just why things are the way they are in general. Throughout my life if I’ve learnt anything about myself, that is, if I develop a rational explanation for something, I find it so much easier to abide by whatever it is I’ve developed the rationale for. When I was a young boy and I’d just started developing an understanding of the world and learning to navigate life. I was taken from that world I was trying to understand and placed in one that was hostile and full of strangers with nefarious intentions. Because I was never offered an understanding on why this was done to me, I started developing my own reasoning as to how the world could be the way it was. After enduring that hostile, behaviourally repressive environment for what seemed like an eternity, they moved me to a different environment. Though this next environment was a lot less violent (unless you did something wrong) than the one they moved me from, it was no less repressive. Probably more so actually, because they wanted to change my behaviours also, but not by using the drugs, lock and key and isolation rooms as were the previous places wants. They wanted to do it by changing the way I thought and how I understood the world. So they started to force their ideology on to me. Providence was with me though and before they could totally imbue me with their ideology, the powers that be decided I’d probably be better off somewhere else. And just how lucky my eternal soul was I would find out in this next place they put me. I found out that this new place was all about trying to instil in me, what seemed to me, pretty much the same ideology and worldview as the last place, but lucky for me I’d come to this place, because though my previous place’s ideology came from the same book and looked the same to me, I was told it was a distorted version, and because I’d learnt it from those with the distorted perspective, my soul was in peril of eternal damnation. It soon became apparent to everyone that I wasn’t going to come around to this other but same way of thinking that this new place espoused either, so the powers that be, decided yet again, I would be better off elsewhere. My scepticism about this imbuing of an ideology really peaked out when I got to my new place, only to find that these people have yet another flavour of the same ideology, and they even got it from the same book, and they want me to live by it. Of course I was told that those last two places I was at had got it all wrong, and yet again my eternal soul was in peril unless I got baptized. It wasn’t until many years later that I realised just what these religious institutions were trying to do to me. Of all the types of abuse that I suffered in boys homes, it’s this type of abuse that raises my gall the most when I think of the sheer arrogance it displayed. It still raises my gall because it’s still going on. Just the other day I had someone turned up on my doorstep and wanted to talk about matters metaphysical. So I made us a cup of tea and we sat down for an earnest discussion. It didn’t take me long to realise that this bloke had no intention of any sort of discussion, he just wanted to tell me something, something that unfortunately I’ve heard many times before. This is what he wanted to tell me. “Our way of thinking is the only way to think, and if you don’t think like us and know what we know, you then, are a sinner and an abomination in the eyes of your creator, so, not only are you going to dip out on all the goodies that I’m going to get, you’ll be thrown into, not just the worst place in the universe, but the worst place I can even imagine, forever and ever”. Now I don’t know about you, but condemning someone for not seeing things the way you do is the ultimate in arrogance. What irks me even more when I think about it is. As being a forgotten Australian and having endured what I have, I’m fully aware that there are a lot of people out there who engage with the world from pretty unsure footings, by no means am I referring just the forgotten Australians. I’m talking about myself and just about everyone else I know, which probably really isn’t that hard to believe knowing the socio-economic bracket most forgotten Australians exist in. I feel that it’s these vulnerable people with self-esteem/worth issues, that are engaging the world from their unstable footings and live in isolation, that are the specific targets of those religious zealots, and the reason they accost people in their own homes. These zealots get invited in because they’re probably the only people to have walked over that threshold in ages. They must realise that espousing an ideology that has as some of its core concepts, things like; we as human being are profoundly wretched and hopeless, and we’re born that way. Not to mention all the doom and gloom that will befall you if you can’t maintain a strict adherence to a prescribed lifestyle and way of thinking, it just may not be helpful to someone, who has just invited them in because, since their depression set in, they haven’t spoken to anyone in months. It probably looks like I have a sceptical disposition with regards to those of religious intention and I do. As I said earlier I was unfortunate enough to experience three different flavours of Christianity as I was growing up in boy’s homes and the only thing that I learnt from their combined efforts was the true meaning of the word hypocrisy. Having this bloke show up at my door and display his arrogance in such a profound manner, it inspired me to think up a story of creation that will wrest our fate out of the hands of judgemental Gods, and put it back into those hands it belongs, ours. The story wasn’t hard for me to come up with either, because I’d been thinking about it for as long as I can remember, though more so after they put me in Wilson youth hospital. As I said earlier, I’m a person who needs to rationalise my world and the question of why lingers forever in my peripheral thoughts. I’ve used most of the science’s to come up with this story and most of it is just stuff I’ve read. I do my best to explain some of the very complex and abstract concepts in physics one needs to convey when trying to explain the creation of a universe and emergence of life. I know a lot of people tend to switch off when things like quantum physics and the like get brought into the picture, but if you can, push on through, because I reckon I’ve come up with one cracker of a yarn.     

This is for all those who can’t live with those other people’s paradigms for existence, especially those who have had to endure an existence living in a world that is ruled by a vengeful, paradoxical God of that book that gave rise to those monotheists’ religions that have held sway over the global consciousness for ages and still cause so much grief today.

The place we wait has many names. The analogy that resonates best with me is the Toa. But it doesn’t really matter what we call it now because as soon as we start to experience our creation, we get so preoccupied with learning to adapt to this new mode of existence, so caught up in it because our perception is so focussed, that we’re more than likely to forget about this place anyway. But as we’re here waiting for the singularity to gain the required potential, I’ll try and convey what it is I think we’ve done to get us here. If you’re not interested why we exist, or in a grand unified theory or bridging the gap between quantum and Meta physics you probably wouldn’t be interested in the stuff I’m about to head into. Because you see at first, I’m going to explain a singularity, which is a black hole in space. I’ll start with something we all know, Gravity. We all know that it’s gravity that makes stuff fall to the ground, but what we don’t know about gravity, is exactly what it is. We don’t know what it is because we can’t seem to catch a bit of it to get a look at. Most of us know about Isaac Newton and his apple, as it was Newton who gave us our first real understanding of how gravity works with his inverse squared law. So we know how it works, but not what it is. But I need to go to that later thinker who took a great leap of imagination, Albert Einstein. That great leap of imagination by a Swiss patent clerk resulted in us understanding that gravity actually warped space and time. This concept is generally conveyed by using the metaphor of space as a sheet of foam rubber, and matter like stars and planets, as steel balls. You’ll notice that if you put a steel ball on the foam rubber, the ball sinks and creates a dimple in the foam. This dimple is what we now call the gravity well. It’s our knowing how gravity works that lets us navigate space and do things like send probes to other planets by using the gravity wells the planets create. So we now know more about how it works, but still not what it is. Later thinkers extrapolated on Einstein’s ideas and with the help of some very tricky mathematics called quantum mechanics, they realised that though the dimple (gravity well) in the foam of space/time would get bigger as more weight/mass fell into it, the actual physical size of the object creating the dimple would be getting smaller as it was crushed and compacted under its own weight, and once it was so small and so heavy it would sink so far into the fabric of space that it wraps that fabric around itself so tight that a singularity is formed and the gravity well it created is so deep that nothing can ever get out of it, not even the fastest lightest stuff we know of, light. Hence the term black hole. Also the physical property of the matter creating the gravity well starts to change as it starts to breakdown to what it was before it was quantum particles. That’s as far as I can take this story with regards to what we know for sure. This is where imagination rules, because the known laws of physics and the mathematical paradigms used to describe them start to breakdown and are no longer useful. So no one really knows what goes on in a singularity. This is where my imagination takes over. What I’m trying to convey here is just my way of looking at things. It’s only in my imagination that I can see these things, things like when the mass of an object has caused it to create a singularity that is so small and made of stuff that can no longer exist in temporal space because of it not being congruent with the laws of physics, that it sinks through the fabric of space/time and it emerges into other dimensional aspects of existence. My grey matter hasn’t evolved enough for me to truly comprehend multi-dimensional geometry or the mathematics needed to convey a concept like this, so I’ll have to leave it to your imagination to follow. If you can, imagine consciousness’s that have emerged as coherent forms of electromagnetic radiation or something of that ilk that exists in dimensions that are at present unknown to us. Though they maybe unknown, they have been glimpsed in other imaginations, because those physics minded boffins who are looking for that grand unified theory, have put forward ideas like “M” or “String” Theory as their most likely path to a G.U.T. and these theories can’t hold water let alone space and time together without the addition of more dimensions than the three of space and the one of time that we currently experience. What I mean about waiting for the singularity to gain enough potential, is that we wait for enough matter to fall into the back hole that has been created in other dimensions than those we wait in, and as the matter is crushed beyond matter it gains the  property that we require, potential. I call it potential because since the stuff has moved beyond matter it can be anything we want it to be. Physicists have already discovered the potential hidden in matter, they found it with things like Schrödinger’s cat and how the observer can influence the outcome of an experiment on the wave/particle duality of light. I even like to think that with experiments like the Large Hadron Collider, that huge particle accelerator they spent billions of dollars making to search out the Higgs boson, or “God particle”, as they have a want to call it. I think that they will of course find what their looking for, because once matter is broken down to the bits it was before matter, it’s just potential. Potential to create whatever we want, they want a Higgs boson. It’s this kind of potential that we wait for the singularity to gain enough of. As the singularity slips from the dimensions that it was created in, into those that we wait by gaining more mass we see no movement at all, it just gets brighter, or an analogy of brighter, because what is in one existence, can only be spoke of as an analogy in others. We wait in anticipation, we wait in anticipation because we know that we are about to create our dreams and imaginings, and a new way to express and experience ourselves.

The Dive

You see when the singularity gains enough potential we en mass dive into it with our intent. Intention is the outward manifestations of our coherent energy. It depends on our intent with which we engage the singularity as to which other dimensional aspects of existence we enable the expression of the combined energies, that of our intent and the potential in the singularity, to emerge in. It’s easy to imagine as to just what that moment when we hit the singularity looked like from this aspect of existence with “The Big Bang”. That exactly what I think it would have looked like. Since in physics we can only go back about as far as 10 to the -43^rd power of a second after the Big Bang (they may of moved a bit closer since I last read up on it), we can’t see the impact directly, but that’s why we have an imagination. You see I think physics can’t go back any further than that because it was only when we hit the potential with our intent that the physical laws arose, as those laws were the first physical manifestation of our intent in what is to become temporal space. I think that’s why they can’t find any bits of gravity, because it’s not here and it never was. Gravity is the result of our taking a piece of this dimensional aspect of existence (potential) and firmly entrenching it elsewhere to create a bridge into those dimensional aspects of existence from whence we came. Though we can’t see those bits that are in another dimension, we can understand the impact of their absence if we think of gravity as the implication of those particles left in temporal space being drawn to their kin that we’ve secreted elsewhere. This way of looking at things could open up whole different avenues of discussion on all the missing matter in the universe.

Creation

 So we hit the singularity with just the right intent so that we can hang on to certain bits of the potential that are an essential part of our intention to create the bridge. Gravity is the end result of us hanging on to bits of the potential while we set the rest off expanding. The sudden rapid expansion of the early universe (that cosmologist and physicist still debate over the cause of) was the natural result of two incompatible aspects of existence being brought into compatibility or balance. The rapid expansion would also be part of our intent because it would bring tension between the potential fabric of space/time that we’ve secreted in other dimensions and the temporal fabric of space that we’ve just set off expanding with our intent in every direction dimensionally viable. Once it has expanded enough to create a tension, what we have is a ball of potential expanding in every way possible, and we hold a set of taut strings attached into the very fabric of its existence. How apt that an analogy of a stringed instrument comes to mind, when for ages now we’ve been calling what we created the universe, which means one song. There is a resonant harmonic algorithm that we set in the strings at the moment of the separation of the temporal fabric of space from that of the potential that we keep, and it’s created by our intent to manifest the ability to interact with our creation. That resonant harmonic algorithm is our first interaction with our creation, and permeates throughout its expanding existence ever after as the potential settled and cooled into our manifested intent. I feel that’s quite an elegant description of just how our laws of physics can emerge out of the chaos that was the inflation of the early universe. It’s those laws that set the scene for us to interact with our creation in much more intoxicating way, through expressing ourselves as life. You see once those strings/laws are in place, our creation is set on its path of manifestation. The first thing we needed was sub atomic particles and because of the harmonic resonance imbued in the strings, it has set things so each sub atomic particle ends up with certain properties like energy, spin and polarity so that as it cools it can only coalesce with certain other particles and create the matter we require. We just need the most basic of bits of matter to continue our creation, that is one proton enveloped in one electron or as we know it today a hydrogen atom. Once we have the hydrogen created in temporal space, the potential of space/time that we have secreted elsewhere start their work, and part of their work is to create all the other heavier elements that are required for the next phase of our intent. Since everything that was left in temporal space has a want to be reunited with the rest of its kind that we’ve stuck in other dimensions, it tries to follow along the strings that create the bridge to the other dimensions. Since two particles together have twice the want to be united with that part of it that is elsewhere (the inverse squared law) it creates a well twice as deep as one particle, then other particles gravitate to the deepest well which is also the shortest route, as that part of temporal space has been dragged closer to its desired destination. Those particles endure such crushing pressure as they gather together and try to push through the fabric of these temporal dimensions, that a nuclear reaction starts, and we have a star. The rest of the story of how the heavier elements are made is common knowledge to be found in any book on astrophysics or cosmology. It’s also why it’s a true statement to say that we are star dust, because every atom in our body was created in the nuclear furnace of a star and could of been created no where else. It’s what I think that we’ve done with those elements that I’ve not read in any book. Charles Darwin’s book, on the origin of species, has had a great influence on the evolution of my ideas, but so have physics books, both quantum and astro and many more besides.

 My idea is that we have a firm hold on these harmonically resonate strings that are attached to the base fabric of temporal space and it’s through these strings that we convey our intent to our creation. I feel the need to explain a little more quantum physics here to help clarify our ability to communicate our intent to our creation. “Spooky action at a distance”, that’s what Einstein called it. That’s the best description one of the foremost thinkers of his time could come up with. They ended up calling it quantum entanglement, which at least described the behaviour of the particles, but did little to explain why or how it happens. What this is all about is, they took a particle of light (photon) and split it into two, and what they discovered was that if they were to manipulate the spin on one half of the photon, the other half of photon would instantaneously orientate its spin to mirror the polarisation that was imbued to the other. This effect happened no matter how far apart the two particles were, they could be at opposite ends of the galaxy and one particle would still instantaneously know what was done to the other.  It was this “instant” transfer of information that Einstein found spooky, because going by his theory and understanding of how things worked, such an instant transfer of information can’t happen. It can’t happen because for it to be instant, the information would need to travel faster than light, and in Einstein’s universe, that’s just not possible. Not to mention the can of worms it opens up when trying to imagine the medium or conveyance of the information or if one was to consider that the information may not have really “travelled” in any kind of a way that we can comprehend looking at world using the conventional paradigms. I haven’t heard of any breakthroughs in the understanding as to just what or why quantum entanglement is. But I can sure imagine how we as multi-dimensional beings could be using it to play our “one song” on our inter-dimensional harp. I can imagine one note on our harp creating quantum entanglement with the end result being that of gathering a vast variety of all those heavier elements that we created in our nuclear furnaces (stars) into one spot, The Earth. Another note on the harp with the result being the evolution of complex organic molecules, yet another and we have amino acids and so on until we have multi-cellular life. Once we have life, I think the theory of evolution can carry the narrative of this story from those multi-cellular organisms floating around in that primordial soup, through to organisms that are bi-pedal and drive cars, and it’s an amazing story for sure.  Unfortunately Darwin’s theory allows for none of the focussed intent that this story is based on. Not that I’m saying Darwin was mistaken, quite the opposite, I think he hit the nail on the head with evolution. It’s just that it was hard enough at the time to put his ideas out there because of the religious fervour it created and that maybe why he was reluctant to come up with an idea of why evolution was heading in the direction it was. If he’d had the information at hand as I do today, I’m guessing he would have come up with a line of thinking akin to mine. But then again, given that even for us sitting here in the 21^st century, where I’ve been and where I’m going to take this story from here is going to seem more like science fiction or even fantasy than a theory of existence, but I’m sure the theory of natural selection seemed like fantasy to those reading it in the 19^th century.

The Brain

 I think creating a universe that can foster organic life is just a means to an end. That end being the creation of an interface that will let us become totally immersed in our creation. This interface I’m talking about, some say is the most complicated thing in the known universe, our brain. For me it’s even more complicated than the known universe, as I find the neurobiological-sciences harder to digest than cosmology or quantum physics. So again, this is where imagination rules and I only touch base with objective perspectives to try and keep my imaginings at least compatible with the consensual objective reality of others. I think that the whole process of evolution is focussed on the brain and the neurons where ever they may be in the body. The brain needs to evolve to a sufficiently complicated state of construction before it becomes the viable interface that we need to wholly immerse ourselves in our creation and to truly manifest an expression of ourselves in this existence. So we start to build ourselves an evolving organic incubator and interface. The pre-construction of this build was the process of organic evolution from those complex organic molecules up to those first creatures that swam the primordial sea that had a brain carrying carapace and a spine. We now have the proto- interface/incubator. But our intent is to be able to experience and express ourselves in the dynamic environment we created. So our organic evolving interface/incubator will need the ability to evolve and adapt in a dynamic environment and more importantly have the imperatives of procreation and self preservation structured into the nature of the brain, like Asimov’s three laws of robotics, constructed into its fundamental blueprint. Since we start things off with every possible variant in organic organisms, there’s a lot of competition in those primordial waters to be self protective about and it’s through procreation that we keep the process going and we get the variant needed in our incubator designs to make sure we’ve made the best of all possible ones. That’s natural selection at work. If you’ve followed me this far down the rabbit hole, maybe we can start down the turns in the warren that will lead to combining Darwin’s theory of natural selection with the focussed intent that I started this story with. So we have a biological incubator that has the ability to evolve and adapt to a dynamic environment. This environment has certain attributes given it on creation, the natural laws, and some of those are the laws of thermodynamics. It’s the second law specifically I’m referring to here, which say something like, in a closed system, like the earth, you cannot return to the same energy state, because there is always an increase in disorder; entropy always increases. This basically means that things are always going to get more complicated than they were before. So, not only do our incubators have to adapt to a dynamic environment, they have to adapt to an environment that gets more complicated. So they would need to have the ability to learn. Now if one was to speak of an aspect of life that was imbued with the necessities of procreation and self protection and the ability to learn, you could think that I’d just described us, though I’m still talking about those first creatures swimming around that primordial sea with their brains. As I said earlier I think it’s all about the brain. Since we all know that the workings of the brain are at present, not fully known, it’s the easy part in my story to say that the brain is an interface. I’ll just relate enough neurobiology to get us through this, so please bear with me. Neurons are my favourite focus on the brain, because everything about them is fantastical. For a start we have hundreds of billions of them and if that wasn’t enough to blow your mind, what about the fact that each neuron has at least a billion synapses, which is amazing if you consider that if you look down a sandy beach as far as the eye can see, there’s not as many grains of sand on it. I know my head doesn’t get around those kinds of figures, but stretch our imagination we must. Another thing that amazes me about the brain is its plasticity. Plasticity is an aspect of our brain that describes how one part of our brain can assume the functioning of another part of our brain if it becomes damaged. It seems to me from what I’ve read that each minute part of the brain contains the ability of the whole brain. An example of this is when people for one reason or another have to have a sizable piece of their brain removed and yet they make a full recovery, memory and all, or how blind people can learn to navigate using sonar, like bats. It’s this type of plasticity that brings the image of a hologram to mind.  I think that plasticity is just the aspect we see looking from a three dimensional perspective at something that has a multi-dimensional holographic nature. Most of us got our first look at a hologram while watching Star Wars when princess Leia was projected out of R2D2. A three dimensional image made by the coherent light of a laser, is what the image is, but it’s the film that the laser passes through to create the 3D image that I need to use as a metaphor for a way of describing brain plasticity. A piece of holographic film doesn’t have any type of picture on it. All it has is a bunch of concentric swirling lines like fingerprints. This is called an interference pattern. If I was to capture the image of a bicycle to a holographic film, I would be catching the interference pattern of the convergence of laser beams that had bounced of the bicycle in the film. I could then reverse the process and split a laser through the film resulting in a holographic image of the bicycle.  This interference pattern in the film has remarkable qualities for the conveyance of information. If I was to take that holographic film of the bike and cut it into four pieces, I then produced an image from one of the pieces of film, I wouldn’t get an image of ¼ of a bike, I would still get the whole image of the bike. Even if I was to cut the film into a hundred pieces, each piece would still contain all of the information to produce the whole image, if I were to split a laser through it. Though the smaller you cut the piece of film the blurrier the image gets, you still get the whole picture. Just like each piece of the holographic film contains the whole image, each bit of the brain contains all the information of the whole. Fractals are another avenue for a good metaphor, and of course we’ll always have that old chestnut “The universe is in a grain of sand”. But that is only part of the holographic nature of the brain. Now to this multi-dimensional aspect I attributed to plasticity that I alluded to before. We know that the brain operates on an electromagnetic spectrum. To describe electromagnetic radiation, I’ll use the form we are most familiar with, electricity. Unfortunately, from what I’ve gathered we don’t know that much more about electricity than we do gravity. Yes, we know how to use it. We even know how to create it, and this one we know what it is (sort of), its excited electron/s, but we don’t know much more than that. If you haven’t noticed, it’s these ambiguities in physics that I turn to the best use in my story, so of course what we don’t know about electromagnetism is the hook into the next part of the story about the holographic nature of the brain. The holographic nature of the brain was a concept put forwards decades ago by psychologist Karl Pribram and physicist David Bohm, but I think their ideas just didn’t go far enough. They were saying that the brain interacted with the world through the interference pattern created by the electromagnetic radiation it emitted, or something like that. I agree with this, but I take my thinking even further down this rabbit hole to propose that we are only aware of the electromagnetic spectrum that we can perceive in these dimensions and that the implicit nature of the brain is to engage the electromagnetic spectrum in dimension beyond those that we are aware of. It’s this holographic multi-dimensional functioning of our brains that I believe to be the interface. As I said earlier, the brain needs to reach a certain level of complexity before it becomes the viable interface needed. So it evolves. I think that evolution is just the natural outcome of the imbued instinctual imperatives of procreation and self-protection of our creation, combined with the ability to adapt/learn in a world that’s ruled by the second law of thermodynamics. I’m fully aware that if you’re still reading this story, it’s probably taken a good deal of mental effort to get here and stay with me on this one, and so it should. What I’ve just done here in around 6000 words is have a crack at describing the creation of the universe and at answering a few questions that have puzzled our best thinkers for ages. That’s the physics part of this story done. Now for the metaphysics, and this is where this story is going to get even more “out there” than where it’s been. This is because what I’m about to do now is add the aspect of our intention in this creation which will give rise to the human condition. I derived these ideas from a wholly subjective perspective, as is fitting since it’s only “my” rationale for the way things are. So to make the story easier to follow further into this concept of creation and the emergence of conscious life, I’ll do a brief recap of the story so far. The story starts with us as consciousness’s expressed as coherent forms of electromagnetic radiation (an analogy of course), poised to merge with a singularity, which is matter that’s been moved beyond the physical to a state of pure potential. That potential emerged from a black hole that was created in a different dimensional existence. Maybe one of the multi-verses that some physicists propose exists. But we only merge with the potential with our intent, which is the outward manifestation of our energy in a coherent form. As our intent merges with the potential we hang on to certain bits of it, then we send the rest of in every way/dimension that is congruent with our intent.  We hold those bits of potential we keep in a certain way, and through quantum entanglement that way is communicated to its counterparts as temporal space expands and cools and that’s how the physical laws arose. Through the combined effect of the laws we imbued into the fabric of temporal space and the want for those particles left there to be reunited with their counterparts secreted elsewhere (the effect we call gravity), we created an element factory, the stars. A couple of strums on our inter-dimensional harp which is the bridge we created, then through the effect of quantum entanglement we have organic life, a couple more and we have an incubator carrying a proto-interface, the brain, that can both look after itself in a dynamic environment, and create more variants of itself by merging its blueprint with others. The brain and its incubator then evolve enough until it gains the complexity to hold the multi-dimensional electromagnetic interface that we require to immerse ourselves completely in our creation. Once the complexity in the brain reaches a certain point it can start to create and engage the full multi-dimensional spectrum of electromagnetism which opens up the interface to enables us to totally immerse ourselves in our creation and lock ourselves into it. That was a very simplistic way of describing the moment we engage with the open interface so I’ll do it again with a bit more content. But first I think I need convey just what it is that I think was our intention to manifest creation in the first place. When I talk of “us/we” as consciousness that emerged as a form coherent radiation I speak in the plural but when I talk of “intent” I’m speaking in the singular because we only have the one intent. That intent is to manifest an experiential expression of ourselves in this mode of existence. So to me that’s what life is all about, experience and expression. More on that later and we’ll go back to the engagement with the interface for now. The actual point in the time line of organic evolution that the brain developed its ability to open the interface would be open for discussion, if I could ever find anyone to talk about it with. I’d like to think we wouldn’t waste the chance to experience what it was to be every aspect of life imaginable, and maybe we have. I wouldn’t be surprised if that track record of our experience is encoded in our DNA. I’ve seen some pretty amazing pictures of the human life progression from zygote through embryo to foetus that have a remarkable resemblance to other forms of life. In one of the pictured stages of development we even have a tail. The brain developing the interface is still only in the beginnings of our interaction and expression as organic life. By the time the brain has developed its ability to let us immerse ourselves in life, the incubator has evolved into the appropriate avatar to express ourselves and experience through. This avatar is operated by the brain and the brain has hardwired into its organic existence the imperatives of procreation, self-protection and the ability to learn and adapt.

Now imagine this. The coherent radiation that consciousness has emerged in that is us radiates around the ball of potential we have engaged with through our intent. We/us the individually self-aware aspects of that consciousness wait with anticipation again. This is the moment that it’s all been about. We wait with our perception focussed on the potential which is our gateway to other dimensions of experience and expression. Then it happens! An interface opens. Then I/me one of the individually self-aware aspects enters the interface with my focussed perception and lock in for the ride. This ride stars immediately because I’ve just locked myself into a vehicle we created as a means of experiencing life, and that vehicle has its own agenda hardwired into its very existence that has nothing to do with my wants of expression, experience and interaction. So now I’m locked into this world in a body that’s not quite self-aware and yet has a brain of its own nevertheless. Not only does it have a brain but one that has billions of years of learnt instinctual responses and behaviours to any given stimuli that may threaten those built in imperatives of self-protection and procreation. So the first thing I’d have to do is learn to understand and navigate billions of years of developed instincts. Unfortunately, since I’m locked into this existence through my focussed perception I can’t turn my awareness back and access other aspects of myself like other conscious functioning’s such as memory or cognitive, so I fully engage with the brain because it was created with the ability to fulfil those functioning’s that I can’t access anymore, it’s just have to start from scratch. Since the brain developed during gestation that would be then when the interface opens and that’s when I engage it with my focussed perception. So here I am a consciousness that exists outside this dimensional existence yet engaged with it through two aspects of myself. The first being my intent and the second being my focussed perception or awareness. It would therefore follow that as I engage with the interface of our creation with my focussed awareness and I get locked into this existence, it would be very difficult for me to be aware of anything but this existence because my awareness is focussed into the interface which only has existence here. As time passes I learn and come to terms with my new environment (body) but in the very periphery of my focussed perception, I’m vaguely aware of something else. I believe that anyone that has the capacity to sit with them self for any length of time with an introspective intent, they will realise that vague sense of there being something more to existence than life and death, and that we are the centre of it. I could quite easily move the narrative of this story into the moral and ethical consequences of an existence that has come about from the initial conditions described in this story, but though I have plenty of ideas and opinions it is not the purview of this story. As far as I’m concerned this is just the rationale I’ve developed to help me interact with the world and I have no doubt that though I’ve put some good creative thinking into it, it’s very unlikely that it is the way things are. Even if it was, I couldn’t believe it 100%, because if I believe one thing, that is, if you hold rigidly ardent to any one belief or perspective you shut yourself down to experiencing the infinite other possibilities of the universe. I know that my story sounds fantastical and unbelievable, but what if my story had been about a consciousness that had emerged in a coherent form of organics and was creating an electromagnetic universe that it will someday be able to totally immerse its consciousness in and experience and express itself. Sound familiar?

Although Forgotten Australians are not made aware it is presumed by some, we know these things. Open Place, Lotus Place, Wattle Place do not push the notion there are many avenues for the Forgotten Australians to go down to seek help especially when it comes to mental health, drug addiction and homelessness.
FAHCSIA has set aside various programs and funding towards mental health.

On 16 January 2012, Minister for Mental Health and Ageing, Mark Butler, and Minister for Families, Community Services and Indigenous Affairs and Minister for Disability Reform, Jenny Macklin, invited Australians to help carve out the future of our mental health system with the release of the draft Ten Year Roadmap for National Mental Health Reform for public consultation.
The department did make itself available for online comments on the Roadmap, the Department of Health and Ageing online survey was available from 16 January to 1 February 2012 for public comment.
Through the Targeted Community Care (Mental Health) Program, FaHCSIA delivers community mental health services.

These services are:
Personal Helpers and Mentors:

Aims to provide increased opportunities for recovery for people whose lives are severely affected by mental illness. The services help participants to better manage their daily activities and reconnect to their community.


Mental Health Respite: Carer Support:

Aims to provide a range of flexible respite options to carers of people with mental illness or intellectual disability.

Family Mental Health Support Services:
Aims to provide support to families, children and young people affected by mental illness through a diverse range of services targeting prevention and early intervention.

For more information please go to http://www.forgottenaustralians.com/fapages/phamsFA.html, and find an office near you.
If you are not sure on what goes on, ask your service provider whether  it is, Clan, Wattle Place, Open Place, Lotus Place and Post Care Services those other states I am not sure what the names of the providers.

However all should have the correct answers for you and they should point you in the right direction.

The PHAMS program is available to everyone it is not exclusive to Forgotten Australians only, however It does disappoint when none of the so called service providers do not encourage our brothers and sisters to go down this path.

PHAMS is more equipped to fullfil your needs be it homelessness, drug addiction or maybe you have just fallen between the cracks, make sure you ask your service provider, How can PHAMS help me?

If you have a question on this issue put it in the Blog