Julian Paul Assange (born 3 July 1971) is an Australian computer programmer, publisher and journalist. He is editor-in-chief of WikiLeaks, an organisation which he founded in 2006. Subject to extradition to Sweden for legal proceedings, he was granted political asylum by Ecuador in August 2012. He has remained in Ecuador's London embassy and, as of February 2016, he is unable to leave without expectation of arrest.
In February 2016 a UN panel issued a non-binding legal opinion that Assange had been subject to arbitrary detention and should be allowed to walk free and be given compensation. The findings were rejected by UK and Swedish prosecutors, as well as UK Secretary of State for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs, Philip Hammond.
Assange was born in the north Queensland city of Townsville, to Christine Ann Hawkins (b. 1951), a visual artist, and John Shipton, an anti-war activist and builder. The couple had separated before Assange was born.
When he was a year old, his mother married Richard Brett Assange, an actor, with whom she ran a small theatre company. They divorced around 1979, and Christine Assange then became involved with Leif Meynell, also known as Leif Hamilton, a member of the Australian New Age group The Family, with whom she had a son before the couple broke up in 1982. Assange had a nomadic childhood, and had lived in over thirty different Australian towns by the time he reached his mid-teens, when he settled with his mother and half-brother in Melbourne, Victoria.
A magic sea well hidden - no human knows its way, at an island in the ocean - from there she begins her journey. She rides among the humans - those honoured by her stay, she brings to all those people joy and harmony.
Mother Earth, Nerthus - the eldest of the Wans! On your bless our lives depend! Holy mother of nine daughters - they all inhereted your strenght!
And every place she visits - becomes when she is near, a place of peace and quiet - gone is war and fear. And in the tracks of her wain - the crops will start to grow, and bring good growth and harvest - her divinity will show.
Mother Earth, Nerthus - the eldest of the Wans! On your bless our lives depend! Holy mother of nine daughters - they all inhereted your strenght!
She soon get tired of the humans and their ungodly ways, the priest takes her back to the holy grove - bringing forth the slaves. They wash her and they clean her - and her wain is covered again, and as she goes back to the realms - the sea swallows all trace.