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They say a change is as good as a holiday, but remember you can change yourself but you usually cannot change others. They have to change themselves, if they want to, or need to change. 'Change your losing game don't change your winning game'.

The job at APC Altona was wonderful for me. I made friends with all the drawing office staff and engineers and rekindled my friendship with a former PRA Altona draftsman. I started working in the main office and was later transferred to portable huts. I joined a car pool to travel the long distance from Wantirna to Altona. Car pool friends were senior draftsman Wolf Smidth and engineer Rod White.

Most importantly I could do the job - it was another victory. I was a draftsman again.

I was assigned to check all the piping and equipment in the field for the entire plant making sure all the piping and instrumentation drawings were correct. It was a massive task estimated to take up to three years for one man.

One trip to Altona my 'pool mates saw smoke billowing from the rear of my car. I had it fixed the same day. A few days later I was driving again but this time because I was on a high dose of Largactil, I fell asleep at the wheel. The scream from Rod and Wolf awakened me just before I would have run off the road. We were never in danger although I am glad they screamed. My doctor altered the dose of my medication to prevent any recurrence of such a near miss. He was happy with my progress and achievements.

Claudio and I would visit our parents after work each week and watch the slow dementia take hold on our father. He was frail and incapacitated and was a pity to look at him in this way. My mother complained at how difficult he was to handle but refused to be separated from him. She loved him too much. Claudio and I discussed possible steps we could take to make them more comfortable. Mum and dad shared a room in this small flat that was part of the Brunswick home. Staff looked after them and they were part of an elderly community.

In late 1981 I was discharged as a bankrupt and couple of months later the old Falcon was sold and replaced with a Holden Kingswood station wagon. We scraped up the $5,000 cash money to buy car number twenty-one, because nobody would give us a loan.

We took a holiday in December 1981 to Albury, Canberra, Sydney and return to Melbourne via Merimbula. We saw all the sights, stayed in motels, and I enjoyed my photographic hobby. The children were laughing and enjoying themselves, I was happy I had won them back, and Maureen was nearly back to normal again too. I thought the holiday would be beneficial for all of us. The whole air of the holiday was that of the 'honeymoon we never had', only we had our kids along but they were welcome.

In Canberra we went to the Telecom Tower, each night throughout the journey we ate at restaurants and in Sydney we toured the Rocks, took our first ride on a ferry and for the kids, their first ride on a boat. We rode the hydrofoil, saw Marineland, cruised the Bridge, Opera House and famous landmarks.

We went to where Skippy was filmed at Waratah Park. The 'kiddies' train held a great fascination for our children. We traversed the Blue Mountains and overall had a wonderful time in Sydney and its environs. Moving down to Merimbula we quickly made for the beach where the children enjoyed playing in the sand and did some body surfing. Merimbula is a lovely place with many attractions for us. The holiday lasted two weeks and it was something we could look back on for years to come.

When we returned to Melbourne, Christmas was only a few days away. This year there would be no holding back - everybody would get a present, and the holy spirit of Christmas that warms the heart of everyone who believes in Christmas, was surely going to be present in our home. And it was, praise the Lord!

In January eighty-two I started working for APC Altona again. By this time I had become very familiar with Wolf and Rod my car pool mates and learned much bout them. Wolf was a scout leader, a man of many talents and had five children himself. He was pleasant and outgoing and would do you a good turn. Rod was a younger, single man, who took his work seriously, and his faith in God, more seriously. In the time I knew him he planned to become a missionary for his church. He even gave up his gleaming Alfa Romeo for a much cheaper car so that he could afford to pursue his ambition.

The chief engineer took me off the piping and instrumentation checking, to complete an urgent 'turnaround' design they needed fast. There was plenty of overtime for three months and the final day of commissioning the project in the field made me feel proud that it was functional and working well.

I made a lot of money with the overtime and I could have used it for a deposit on a house but instead, I bought a new Sigma motor car - I noticed the high I was having and the ideas in my head about business ventures that would evolve and the people that could be involved. My head spun with ideas and thoughts. When you are high you do things you would not normally do and my money was part of a big splurge. I invited Wolf and his wife plus a married couple from GROW, to a night out at Villa Borgese Restaurant for Maureen's birthday. My treat included dinner, expensive flowers, an expensive gift for Maureen which we could not afford, and meanwhile everyone said I was the perfect host.

Chapter 5.

Talking Directory

Maureen was discharged from bankruptcy in July 1982.  Around the same time, son Paul joined the local scout group. something he had always wanted to do. He had many friends in the scouts and was a keen participant.

Doctor Varah picked up that I was high and suggested  a few days stay in hospital. I arrive at a hospital in Armadale, bringing with me the Kingswood, cameras, stereo, sports gear and some money to spend as if I was going to a holiday resort instead of a hospital - and the head nurse let me know it!

Maureen was angry with me. The doctor suggested we go to see a film that afternoon, but Maureen never turned up. I went alone. I watched the “jazz singer” but the business venture was well and truly imprinted on my brain.

The idea: To use audio tapes as a medium like a 'Talking Directory' for informing people of goods and services to be offered by a growing group of people. All their skills, experience etc, would be explained on a three minute recorded message and then a central office would offer these tapes to be heard at no charge. Prospective users would be drawn from the community and business. A barter service with trading vouchers for the less financial would also be on offer. The figures I came up with 'very impressive' and I saw a community benefit with this service. I needed a place for people to listen to the tapes...

Maureen and I were not communicating and the doctor saw this, so my stay was cut short to return home to Maureen to sort out the problem. Maureen was none too happy that Dr Varah had sent me home so early and still under the influence of 'being high'.

About a week passed and I took Paul to scouts where the scout leader approached me to become an assistant leader. I always admired the people in the scouting movement and here was my chance to join and cater to my son's needs at the same time.  Wolf had already made me aware of the expectations and had even invited me to video his troop in Blackburn. They all enjoyed it and I was to repeat the process in my own troop at a later stage.

Policy changes at APC caused me to lose my job and Maureen and I were still not very happy with Dr Varah. We chose another psychiatrist, Dr Don Fields in Richmond. From our first discussion Dr Fields was able to ascertain that I was, in fact, a bipolar sufferer because of my highs and lows. He said he could pick one right away, 'And you're one'. We were given a book to read on Bipolar illness and that opened a lot of doors. He was the first to even suggest this was my condition - and he was subsequently right.

I owe him much for my accurate diagnosis.

Now that I had the information, we could take steps to remedy the situation. I was put on a controlled intake of medication that would prevent the illness displaying itself.

Doctor Fields read my business proposal for the Talking Directory and said I would have to fix up the spelling mistakes before I could even make a start. But after the debacle over the Knox Tower office I thought to myself I had better let it rest for now and maybe forever I had given this venture a go and I will not try and resurrected...for now at least!

All this time and for some years before I had been attending a prayer group at my local Roman Catholic Church. As a strong believer in my Christian faith the contact with like-minded people filled a void in my life. Going to Sunday mass was not enough I thought. I must reach out to other people. I never underestimate the power of prayer but I was alone in the family in this matter, Maureen and the children had since given up going to church. She reasoned that these things were bad for me, because, as she put it, they brought on the attacks. To this day I dispute this with Maureen, and explain to her these are two different and distinct matters. My dream is to bring my family back to the faith once known.

I left work early one day. not feeling well, when I drove into our square I could see among the children across the driveway, the image of Jesus. I said, 'Jesus'. Voices kept telling me it was Jesus. I stopped for a moment and looked in disbelief, then all I could see was just the children. The hallucinations were back I told myself? So I turned the van around and headed straight for the Chapel. The priest was there he knew me well and was surprised at my sighting of Jesus. I said we should tell people about this and he countered and suggested it may not be a good idea. Then, I did an about turn and declared I am having hallucinations, that I needed to meditate for a few minutes. My mind was playing tricks. I had come here to pray, if I tell Maureen she is bound to worry about me.

The next day I was to pick up a new Datsun Bluebird station wagon using the van as a trade-in. This was car number 24 and I managed to get a three year loan to buy it. I sustained a great loss on the van.

There were only a few days to Christmas so I broke up at B.F. Goodrich for the year and advised them I would return in 1983.

That evening whilst reclining on the bed I suddenly heard a full orchestra, a symphony playing marvellous music. I had never heard it before. It was coming out of the walls, flooding the room. It went for twenty minutes and then stopped as suddenly as it had begun. I went to the kitchen and asked Maureen and the children if they had heard any music. The negative reply brought me to the conclusion that it was all in my mind. I was reminded of how the great composers heard their music in their minds before they put pen to paper. The only difference, I was not a composer and this music worried me greatly.

That same evening I went outside and I saw some of the neighbours talking and tending to their children. Neighbours in the square kept pretty much to themselves and avoided contact with our family members, maybe because we were renting? We always took pride in the inside and outside appearance of the house and we would help any neighbour should the need arise. On one occasion I can remember my children telling me about young Henry's bike needing repair and I approached the boy's father and offered to fix the brakes if he would buy the parts - he gave a curt 'no need' reply. Back to this warm evening where I found myself on the fringe: I noticed two adult male neighbours come on to the property plucking weeds from the ground.

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I looked puzzled and could not make out if it was an hallucination or was it for real.

Later I went to my next door neighbour and apologised to them because we were not sharing such a good relationship. All of a sudden one of the neighbours that was picking weeds burst in and starting screaming passages from the bible to me - "Your unworthy", and I said yes I am unworthy to receive your forgiveness for I have been a bad neighbour to you. With this statement the group of people that was around me said I should not be too hard on myself, 'it's nearly Christmas'. The neighbours still did not talk to me and avoided the rest of my family. I know they all laughed at me that evening because they do not understand what this illness can do to you.

I went to bed that night of the 23rd of December 1982, voices and thoughts kept whirling in my

head, but finally morning came and my little Rachel's eighth birthday. We had arranged to visit my sister-in-law's place in Broadmeadows for the day. Bill and Pat Barratt now had five children, Jeff, Joanne, Kerry, Shelly and Michael. We were good family friends and we shared gifts and fortunately I was feeling well for the moment - nothing spoiled the day.

I had booked for the six of us plus my in-laws to spend Christmas Eve at the Swagman Restaurant. There was little Christmas spirit in the noised-filled place, however it turned out to be a reasonable time watching the children dancing, me being high and not realising it.

On Christmas morning there were happy faces, kisses and hugs, presents strewn from one end of the house to the other - but to my horror I was hearing messages again, this time from the walkie talkie we had given Paul. A voice was telling me about Dr Fields, that he is a fraud! A traitor to his country! That he must be exposed! 'You have been chosen to expose his plot Frank, you must take action now!'

I was getting into that sick state when you start to believe the 'voice' but I said nothing to Maureen, although she noticed I was not well. During the television newscast that night the newsreader, to my horror, was talking about Dr Fields that he was suspected of malicious deeds, but this was in my mind only the illness was causing me grief...the illness lets you see/hear/smell things others don't, on t.v. or in the open or in the house etc….you cannot trust your own senses….

In the night I lay awake filled with voices in my mind. They were persistent now telling me I should expose Fields but not to kill or harm him. I could never kill anyone and my 'faith' would prevent me from doing anything like that. Maureen realised my restlessness and began to worry about my state of mind. Next morning the voices told me I would have a lot to do with glass today, but do not be afraid of cutting yourself. Nothing harmful will happen, you must obey these commands.

I felt like I was in a trance. My condition must have put me in a state of hypnosis. The voices said: "using glass, go and slash your wrists”. There was no turning back the voices had me under their power again. I went to the ensuite and smashed one of my wife's glass dishes on the vanity basin. The glass broke in two. I tried to cut deeply into my wrists and all I could do is to butcher the surface of the skin. They were shallow cuts, too shallow to reach the artery. Amazingly no blood flowed. Maureen caught me in the act before I had a second go. She dressed the wounds and told me she had let me go too far.

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Moments later Maureen was on the phone to Dr Fields and promised to meet in Richmond in a half an hour or so.

By now the voices were telling me to stop Dr Fields at all costs - and fast. Maureen and her father got into the front seats and I sat in the back. It was a hot day and I was only wearing a tee shirt, shorts and thongs. Whilst sitting there I was remembering a big fellow from Goodrich's who always had a 'rude' mouth. He had said to me when someone offends you, call them all the rude names under the sun. This stuck in my brain.

The voices filled in the gaps between reason and insanity. They made me tell Maureen to speed, 'faster, faster'. I yelled out these orders to Maureen, disturbing her very much. When cars would stop or slow down in front of us, I would yell, 'ram them, knock them out of the way'. Maureen kept her cool, her dad Whyatt said very little. At one stage I saw a Police car going in the opposite direction and I swear that the Policeman waived at me and smiled as if to say, 'go and save your country'. After much to do we arrived at our destination.

As soon as the car stopped I dashed out towards the centre's door in the sideway. It was locked and I immediately thought the 'good doctor' had barricaded himself in. I grabbed a big wooden sign with a mighty heave, jerking it from its concrete anchors and rammed the glass door, sending splinters of glass everywhere. I sustained cuts to my hands, feet and legs, luckily Maureen was standing well away. Again there was no bleeding.

 I heard a loud voice around the corner, I thought it was Doctor Fields. There was a man who looked so scared, he stood clutching a book in his hand. I screamed out is that your bible? He replied, no it’s my diary. After my inquiry he told me Dr Fields was in the middle of the building. I then rushed to it and doubled back to where I had smashed the door. Suddenly Dr Fields appeared beside me, some distance away though. Two men in suits flanked him (later I was told they were plain clothes Police assigned to protect Dr Fields) and the doctor said to me I had made a nuisance of myself and I was not to do this ever again. He threatened he would call the Police and I said call them if you wish. Fields said they would lock me up in hospital, would I like to calm down and stay here with them?

He was about to give me a needle when I exploded with threats to give him the needle right between his eyes. I called him every name under the sun and he ran off afraid. The three then assessed the situation and I told them I was not afraid and that I would expose Dr Fields. 'Not even broken glass puts a fear into me'! With this I went to the shattered door and punched my fist downward into the remaining pieces causing no further cuts. Maureen was very distressed at witnessing this - the previous bad cuts did not bleed! I told Maureen the doctor did not 'give a hoot' for my injury. The voices had deceived me!

Precisely at that point, the voices and my anger left me. I was more conciliatory towards Dr Fields. Resentment had gone. I half agreed to stay in the hospital. The ‘thing’ that was possessing me had gone! I am sure that thing! Was demonic, making me do bad things…

Giving me superhuman strength and a calculating wit against the good doctor, not good!

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Chapter 6..   The Richmond Hospital (actually THE MELBOURNE CLINIC. CHURCH STREET) 

What Maureen and I did not know was that the Richmond centre abutted a hospital in the rear. Half way up a stairway Dr Fields asked me what a particular painting on the wall depicted and I replied that it was God's creation, but it was time to tend to me. In the upper hallway I noticed a man walking like a robot and I then protested I did not want to stay and be drugged to that extent. Once again Dr Fields allayed my fears and that I should remain calm. He took Maureen and I to a room and I rushed to the toilet and locked myself inside (nature called). Maureen screamed out, he has gone. Fields said not to worry, the place was secure. I came out shortly after and the doctor gave me medication and a needle to send me to sleep.

I slept for many hours, while Maureen dropped off some clothing. When I awoke I thought I was in heaven. There were two beautiful angels at my side. These angels were in fact nurses tending to my  many wounds. When I fully regained consciousness I remembered what had happened, those stupid voices had made me look like a fool.

Then later the hallucinations were back, along with the voices, albeit subdued.

I would hear, 'Jesus is coming, make things ready for him'. But this was muffled in the voices of other people just outside my room. It was as though a conspiracy was taking place. Fortunately Dr Fields was not implicated in the voices this time - I respected him now and I was sorry that I caused such a commotion - something that was talked about for a time. It made me feel like the devil was toying with me at the time, perhaps testing me . . . .

The next morning I was alone in a room of four beds. I was high and there was no sign of depression. There I would be confined for the day. I skipped breakfast and come lunchtime a large burly black man called Robert brought in a plate of food. I put my fork into the chicken and it tweeted and chirped during another hallucination. Maureen arrived later. I could hear a typewriter going but it was all in my head. Maureen used to be a comptometrist and typist and I must have made an association in my mind.

I was sure something was setting immages in my mind and sounds (voices)..You know, I looked across the darkness the previous night to a multy storey commission building in Richmond - where the poorer people lived and in the darkness at least in my mind - the lit up windows joined to form this huge brightly lit up CROSS,  +  as Jesus was still there to help me. 

I humbly had to explain to Maureen what had happened the previous day and there were no hostile feelings toward Dr Fields and that the 'thing' had gone out my head and I was looking forward to going home as soon as possible.

The amount of medication had an effect on the frequency and strength of the voices and hallucinations. Blood tests had revealed a low lithium level of 0.3 instead of the required 0.8 or even higher. Surely this caused the breakdown? Who was at fault? I kept up the dosages as prescribed.

Eventually I was allowed out of my room and my high was telling me to celebrate New Year's Eve of 1983. Nobody showed up, patients went to bed. The following morning I was feeling unusually benevolent towards people and I wanted to meet everyone. I greeted the ladies with a kiss and shook hands with the men.

I suppose I went to five rooms, or about twenty people.

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Even though I was high I felt strange. Coping became difficult and that retarded my capability to get on with the daily tasks. Two days later I met Dr Fields and apologised for the ruckus. He understood the nature of the illness and accepted my apology. He said it is the schizophrenia symptoms in Bipolar illness that made me behave as I did. The right amount of medication would stabilise this condition so that I could lead a normal life. Insurance would cover damage to the building.

The doctor thought it would be wise to return to work as a trial, but it was necessary to live in the hospital. I told fellow workers the scars on my hands were a result of an accident with glass - but my work performance was poor and in consultation with Jack Rawlings it was decided my services would be terminated. The illness took its toll, and they could not wait for my recovery. Three days and I was back in the hospital full time.

Next day I drove to my mother's grave and on the way I burst into tears thinking of her death and in doing so lost concentration narrowly missing a parked car. 'Pull yourself together Frank or you'll be joining your mother', I thought within. Her favourite red roses and a prayer on my mother's grave is what I could offer and again I knew she was happy in heaven .. and how much I missed her.

Doctor Fields said the death of my mother played a big part in my breakdown. It had really shaken my system, and was a visible reminder in what I said and how I conducted myself. The doctor queried me as to why I needed the car after the near miss I had reported - I was too emotional and a danger to myself and others. He took the keys away and restricted me to the confines of the hospital.

The hospital conducted staff-patient meetings for those who wished to attend. I always showed up and desired to lead the meetings because I felt I wanted to help people back to health and believed I had much to offer through my understanding of the wisdoms of GROW. It may have caused the staff to chuckle, but the patients responded enough to want to return and learn how to work on yourself. I added humour where necessary, after all it was a 'depressing' hospital. The buildings were fine, modern and functional, staff tried to be caring, but the depression is in the mind of the patient. This I wanted to repair. I was not depressed, I was high if anything, but still not well enough to return home.

I made many friends in hospital both male and female. They shared their life stories and they were just plain lovely. Loneliness was not a problem because Maureen and the children came to visit every second day. I was a voluntary patient but I objected to not being allowed out of the private hospital.

I felt that the doctor gave me too much Largactil with my medication leaving me with an inability to stand up straight - with an eventual collapse in front of my brother who was visiting at the time. The medications were very potent. I was using Priadel, Serenace, Largactil and Artane. The doctor apologised for making me faint.

The hospital had many modern features and facilities which would allow you to laundry and iron clothes, play billiards, art and crafts, leatherwork, basket weaving, drawing, clay work and other activities. We were able to pass the time in this way.

The fellow patients fascinated me: There was Jack, a farmer from Gippsland who complained of a massive pain in his neck, the physicians could not find the cause, so he was sent to this hospital to eliminate the pain by other means. He was kind and a good sport and later left with his family much better than when he arrived. I gave him an audiocassette to remember me by.

Velma from Balwyn was a forty-two year old, separated from her husband, in a bad state of depression. She could not cope at home, was confused, and would often lock herself in her room to be alone with her sorrows. After a friendly chat, and a coffee I used to bring her, she would feel much better. Let us hope she recovered to take her rightful place back in society.

Matt suffered from schizophrenia, had a religious nature, upset the staff and patients when the 'illness took hold of him'. We befriended one another and shared some insights together. He left before I did.

What about the man who I first described as looking like a robot? He is a German who was placed in early retirement because of his psychiatric condition. We have kept in touch probably because of the long conversations we endured of one another whilst in hospital. Horst had a rough time with medication. Horst enjoys a better lifestyle now, (I saw him quite a few years later).

There was Sheila, a young lady that lived in the hospital. I helped her move her things out of the hospital at the appropriate time, but still I was not allowed to venture beyond the van within the Richmond precincts. Sheila was a very emotional person who had tried to suicide. One wonders why such a lovely person would try - people like this are a gift to this world.

Twenty-one year old Antonio claimed he was an architectural draftsman, something to have in common with me, but when visiting hours came, dozens of Italian people would crowd the visiting room. Antonio was an excellent pool player and I was weak, but he could not hold his concentration long enough to beat me. He kept thinking about 'something'. He recovered after a month and went back home.

Doctor Fields allowed me to step out of the hospital and said I could go for a walk up the street - he felt I was behaving myself. The nurses watch you and make progress notes, which eventually are read by Doctor Fields, who also happens to be part owner of the establishment. I was not fully recovered yet, so my stay continued.

The group leader of the Wantirna Scouts and his wife came to visit me that same night and we went to a venue in the city where we could talk. A cappuccino and a chat did me the world of good. He said the boys missed me and to be sure and come back to us soon. It was a worthwhile visit that encouraged me a great deal.

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I started a new two-month contract for Cadbury Schweppes designing new machines  and eating their chocolates that turned out to be injurious to my newly diagnosed 'mature diabetes'. Yet another setback to contend with. The diabetes and the lithium, which is a natural salt, make you  extremely thirsty and would drink many litres of water in a day. And I was always careful not to let anything slip: If you tell your boss you are a bipolar sufferer you can usually waive goodbye to your job, unless your boss is understanding.

Father John Brown said a  couple of masses for my father and I was still very active in the prayer group. I am one of those people who need a loving contact with other people. I always remember the song, 'People, people who need people, are the luckiest people in the world.' I feel lucky because I need the love of Jesus and the love of other people as well. And for their love or not I offer my love to all.

I received another TAFE college contract at Moorabbin, and I was very nervous about it, because of the mood swings I was experiencing. Confident one day, shaking the next. The coordination was at times so bad I wondered if the architects noticed? I kept performing at work even though that can have a real debilitating effect on the system. We completed the job on time and my contract ended.

It is not that I am a shaking mess but it is controllable with the help of GROW and by my own resources. I usually have quite a jovial character and Maureen and I go out to dinner and see friends whenever we can. We have always taken time out to live it up, go to a restaurant, see a show or have a good laugh. But when the party is over some problems still remain.

I later obtained a job for the Gas and Fuel Corporation at the time of the conversion of the Bentleigh Woollen Mill to an office and equipment storage facility. Documentation and much fieldwork was the task at hand, made a little easier by friendly associates. Except for the bosses taunting, "When is it gunner be finished?", our team survived.

One particular GROW evening in Box Hill only three of us turned up, Ian, Kerry and myself. I told my story of suffering that lead to GROW, Ian was very taken by my story because after the meeting he approached me and said 'I was going to take my life tonight! I have a shotgun in the car for the purpose but after hearing your struggle it made me realise that there is still hope for me yet.' I convinced him to hand over the gun that had been specially outfitted with a stick to assist him in the suicide, by placing the barrel in his mouth - the stick was to act as a triggering device. He now wanted to dispose of the gun and not himself. Thank God his life was saved. The Police would not take possession of the gun, I disposed of it Maureen did not want guns, Ian now lives to see another day.

In 1985 I worked for two piping companies, Shell Geelong, and Global Engineering. These were short contracts but more importantly I could see my composure improving and confidence returning.

My psychiatrist Dr Varah was barred from practising in Victoria - he broke the news to me on a visit prior to his departure to Sydney. He gave three religious books to read as a sort of memento. He was a religious man and told me he would bless all the houses in various streets as  he was driving in his car.

I usually go to church on Sundays but I do not 'live' in it.

FOR PREVIOUS CHAPTER 9. SEE PAGE 57.

10 - 1.."Sharing time" - Fully explained. 

 "ARK COMMUNITY AID CENTRES" - USING THE CONCEPT "SHARING TIME".  (Revised 10-2-2008.) (Also to be used with "NOAH'S ARK THEME PARKS".)

 TO BE STARTED BY THE "ARK COMMUNITY AID CENTRES" - AND THEN TO THE  "NOAH'S ARK THEME PARK’S X 7 GLOBALLY". WHEN INTRODUCED IN AUSTRALIA AND GLOBALLY.

Not to be used unless you form a “sharing time” *co-operative! Contact - frank niero.

continues next blog.STILL CHAPTER 10. PART OF PAGE 58 EXTENDED TO SUIT SHARING TIME.

I was given 12 further shock treatments (total of 36 now) and new medications and the shocks have fully shocked away my memory of the six months and have had devastating effects on my memory later in life, but I am not a fool and ‘not mad’ (For Bible Ref: 2 Thessalonians 1 19-24) Do not smother the Holy Spirit. Do not scoff at those who prophesy but test everything that is said to be sure it is true, and if it is, then accept it. Keep away from every kind of evil. May the God of peace himself make you entirely pure and devoted to God and may your spirit and soul and body be kept strong and blameless until that day when our Lord Jesus Christ comes back again. God who called you to become his child will DO ALL THIS FOR YOU JUST AS HE PROMISED.

Ark. (Description of events and projects.) Given information - worked out only as an example, till eventually implemented in various Communities, as shown or slightly modified. Become a DIRECTOR OR ORGANIZER for our projects!

More months passed and it was now 15th of November 1995. Just 17 days after my 50th

birthday I  felt as if guided by God to embark on a new major project for the benefit of mankind and especially the poor and needy of this world.

It came to my mind as an inspiration and followed by ‘dreams and visions’ of the project . . . and more. (This was not voices or hallucinations!)

The project was to be a ‘modern version’ of Noah’s ark. The complex was to offer lots of facilities to the public (visiting and associated). The ark was going to be to full size cubit dimensions and as close to God’s specifications as the modern building codes and regulations would allow. Eventually with a sports complex beside it and fair grounds, animals, etc.

I drew up preliminary drawings and a preliminary booklet explaining all about the ark and what it could achieve in communities. Then distributed the booklet to over 60 local churches in the hope they would help to promote the project. Talks with over 15 represented churches of all denominations (in a group) concluded that churches (most) thought this was a God inspired project but the churches were not going to take part in the financial side of the project as it was a great deal of money. Plus no church then wanted to help promote the project, (the project was incomplete then). I only documented half the ark..east GOD’S end or - old Testament end, the west end-new Testament or JESUSE’S end not designed yet but it was months after the issue of the 60 or so booklets (with GOD’S HOLY SPIRIT help) I designed all the ARK from visions and dreams utilizing all my building design skills and after exhaustive research in many things and design problems for the vessel.

When the booklet was not accepted by all the local church representatives at the time, I prayed hard and long awaiting for an answer from God. You know I think God spoke to me about the progress of the ark project in the form of a small miracle (I call it). My sight was restored to 100% clear without glasses for about 30 minutes. I could see everything crystal clear without glasses and as if the angels themselves (angels of God) told me they would help me in this project. Not to worry. Then later a light bulb popped (exploded) and both lens popped out of my glasses frames simultaneously. Was this a message from God? My wife was a witness to the latter. I took it on myself to continue work for God and went on with documenting the project and providing a feasibility study and specification and financial strategy.

"NOAH'S ARK PROJECTS"

The past & following pages are the Co-operative Financial Strategy, the Feasibility Study and Specifications and eight drawings – (town planning) on the G.S.A. Complex.

WHAT - CAN THIS PROJECT DO FOR LOCAL AND OVERSEAS COMMUNITIES.

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WHO DO WE REPRESENT AND WHO WE SPONSOR...

When JESUS SAVES YOU, you wont want to SIN..

Faith is not BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION..it is an inward "HEART CHANGE"...

Jesus comes into your heart, you just have to accept him by FAITH.. AS GIVEN BY THE HOLY SPIRIT...

WHEN YOU ARE "CHANGED" WE LIVE BY... "FRUITS OF THE SPIRIT" THAT ARE...

 HEALTHY THOUGHTS, WALK WITH THE LORD JESUS, AND THUS PLEASE GOD THE FATHER...."HE" WILL LEAD YOU TO FUFILL GOOD WORKS AND MANY MORE GOOD THINGS IN YOUR LIFE.....THUS THE COMPLETION OF OUR FAITH...OTHER FAITHS HAVE OTHER RULES, AND REQUIREMENTS THAT COULD EASILY BE SUITED TO THE ARK COMPLEXES TO HELP ALL PEOPLE WANTING HELP. 

  continued from page 66 - chapter 12 - "ARK"

CHAPTER 13.

LIFE AT BONDI RD BON BEACH. THE MELBOURNE PENINSULA

We lived in Wantirna untill my son Adrian because of some unknown reason to me got attacked by “UNWELCOMING YOUTH” in the locality I remember that at one time up to 60 youth showed up in our court to “GET HIM” there was one ring leader that challenged Adrian to a fight, Adrian did not back out, he went and accepted the challenge; they were mainly youth from his high school. When I  saw this, I went to the front of the house and the fight stopped, all the boys dispursed when they saw me.

This attack on young Adrian that was 15 years old then continued, sometimes unchecked so by this time we had enough, we decided to leave our rented house of some 14 years and move to the Melbourne peninsula, mainly an old timber dwelling that we also rented directly from an investor, the house was located at Bondi road Bon-beach Melbourne Australia.

A new area, a new start for Adrian and Maureen and me, plus the 3 cats Miss Paddington, Buffy, and Petra and also a small dog named Kimba and a collie called Contessa. Duke the dog had passed on.. The 8 of us moved in on mid April 1994 and we tried to make this new place a home…

I had been a Catholic for nearly 50 years now and had become a practicing CARISMATIC CATHOLIC for 16 years since I had returned to the church life and attended all it’s services, I went to the Catholic church at Chelsea nearby for some months making it now 50 years as a Catholic, and  everybody in my family was a Catholic, but I was the only one attending Church. Because at the corner of our street there was a Protestant Church by the name of CHELSEA BAPTIST, I was somehow drawn to that Church and started to attend the Sunday meetings there, it was then led by Rev. David Mitchelmore, with his good wife and family.

I kept going to the Catholic Church and the Protestant Church at the same time, I never wanted to renounce my Catholic FAITH. 

I also met some of my neighbours in  Bondi road, there was Ted Fawcet across the road, he was in the “LETS PROGRAM” you know a community based BARTERING GROUP, IN MELBOURNE. I joined the group because we did not have much money to spend on goods and services and bartering would be an answer to our small budget ....I had previously been in lets at Wantirna.

I  also met a young Christian  family next door, John, Wendy his wife and small son Terry. They were renting the house on the corner from Chelsea Baptist and helped young people there also, they were fine loyal people to “MAN AND GOD”, also met more people on the other side of our house and a few doors up, all fine friendly people, the type you are proud to call your neighbour.

You know my psychiatrist, prior to moving to the peninsula, had wanted me put on a pension, because I could not hold down a job, my illness was unkind to me and I was still too ill to work full time so I decided to start a part time design and drafting business from home, even put up a big sign in front of our rented bon beach property, but there was not enough work to survive for the overheads of running  a part time business, even part time, the sign did not work.

Speaking of illness, I attended a healing MASS at Chelsea Catholic Church St. Josephs as described in chapter 11 earlier on and was mainly well with some highs and lows but not bad enough  to be in hospital for 12  years. (disharge 1993 to admittance—future 2005).

And speaking of small budgets, I won a $400.00 job from a Christian family in Chelsea Baptist.

To draw up a large extension, renovations and a verandah to the rear of the house.

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The project was built successfully with only minor changes to my plans, and the occupants were happy there in Chelsea Heights, they are now friends of mine and belong to pastor Mitchelmore’s Church. I have attended a Christian birthday party and many Bible study meeting in their improved home.

Going back to the $400.00 dollars, my wife handled the budget in our home, so she added this amount with what little savings we had, chatted with Adrian not me, and bought a Rottweiler  dog of  7 months by the name of Harley, plus to please Adrian further bought him a second hand speed boat with a big outboard motor that came with many spare parts, the old outboard motor and boat cost us $1200.00 dollars plus the dog $200.00 dollars, Maureen spent nearly all that we had saved. I was then displeased with these purchases although I loved the young dog Harley…

So we kept Harley and the boat for now and we decided to try out the boat in the Patterson river nearby, our neighbour John was peering over the fence and asked me where I found the money to buy a speed boat,..?? with our “old yellow peril” the sigma station wagon, I doubted I could tow it out of the ramp….Anyhow off we went Adrian now 16 and myself to the Patterson river ramp after getting all the necessities together to launch the boat in the water, as there was no need for a boat license at the time, Adrian decided to steer and drive the boat through the river, I backed the trailer with the boat on to the water, Adrian jumped onto the boat, I left him on the boat prior to starting the engine and took the car and trailer to a good parking space…from then on the fun was going to start….

The police made an entrance and were inspecting all the boats on the river; they were waiting on the dock. I knew that I had all the gear necessary so I rolled up my trousers as high as they would go and proceeded to push the boat in the water toward the dock, I hit a deep spot and submerged all my trousers and underwear along with my wallet and papers in the water, I was not amused ! Anyhow the police found nothing wrong so we pushed off after I boarded the boat and started the engine, in my frustration of being all wet and Adrian driving I shouted orders to young Adrian, the policeman heard me and told me off, he said, leave the boy alone and let him concentrate on his steering of the boat, so I let Adrian be his own boss, he headed straight for the rivers outlet onto the bay, although he was not experienced in boats.

The bay was way too rough for boats that day, so after the rough stuff I ordered the boat turn back and as we passed the police again one of them said “I could have told you it was too rough to go out today”, so we continued on at a slow speed up the Patterson lakes complex to try out our boat around the still lakes, it went very well and responded well.

The fun started after getting the boat onto the trailer again, my 2 liter car would not pull the boat and trailer out of the water. So about 6 men turned up to give us a push, after some struggle...we made it! I drove the car and boat trailer back home and into our driveway.

The next week I advertised the boat and sold it and the works for $1600.00, I sold it to a man for the full price a profit of $400.00. I was glad to get rid of it…Harley we kept he was a lovely dog.

 Was feeling benevolent so I said to Ted across the road, “Ted, I know you want a double car port, I am prepared to draw up plans for you for free.” I said this because he had introduced me to LETS again; I was in LETS before in Wantirna...I had the first issue of my book typed up with lets people! Plus Ted was kind to me and helped me with my car (he was a mechanic) and had given me lifts in his car. I simply wanted to repay his kindness. He built his carport and we held LETS meetings there many times, I also met many people from the LETS TRADING SYSTEM there.

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I met a couple there and we became friends, Alfonse and Mindy they fitted in well with the LETS system and he was a writer and poet and sold some of his work this way, his wife Mindy traded in goods, they lived in Chelsea and we attended the Chelsea Community house together and shared a lot of interesting things like clay modeling, art work and things alike that interests communities.

The peninsula life was good, long walks on the beach, sometimes when allowed, with our three dogs or one of them at the time, they loved it, and we loved it. We still do it now.

I became more involved in the Baptist Church around the corner and pastor David asked me if I wanted to join and become BAPTIZED BY SUBMERSION, I had had a sprinkling of water on my head initiated by my parents when I was 2 days old in the chapel of the hospital of my birth in Trieste, by the CATHOLIC CHURCH, my first baptism.

But now it was my own choice and by full submersion, like JESUS had done to him.

So on the 26^th of march 1995 rev. David Mitchelmore of the CHELSEA BAPTIST CHURCH and all the church community turned out that morning on Chelsea beach to carry out the baptism, it was only me that day, David and I walked out deep to nearly my chest into the sea water and he conducted the baptism, I sprang from the water a new person, blessed in spirit and one fully committed to JESUS CHRIST, (I was his servant..) and the people on the shore cheered and prayed and welcomed us back with towels and happy greetings that I WAS NOW ONE OF THEM…But still I did not want to be untrue to the Catholic members of the family or the Catholic church itself, I had had 50 YEARS OF IT and that does not melt easily…

I was a Protestant and a Catholic at the same time, so I Stated, if that is at all possible, is it CHURCH I ask ??? Put away your laws and be human in this, why cant I belong to more than one denomination at the one time if I choose to do so ???

Why this intolerance between denominations we all worship the same GOD don’t we the same TRINITY, IT IS OUR TRIUNE GOD AND HIS KINGDOM THAT COMES FIRST! - NOT DENOMINATIONS?!!

LUKE 11;17 Jesus knew their thoughts and said to them “Any Kingdom divided against itself will be ruined and a house divided against it will fall.” (NIV BIBLE).

Haven’t we had enough of CHRISTIAN DIVISION AMONGST ITSELF, cant we corrected, sometimes the world laughs at us..can’t we get it right yet ? Were is unity and LOVE?

GOD THE FATHER, (LOVE) JESUS THE SON, (FAITH / THE SAVIOUR) THE HOLY SPIRIT (OUR COMFORTER) that is all that matters THEIR WILL FOR OUR GOOD - not human division, let us get together in this…OUR OWN WILL SHOULD BE FORFITED TO HIGLIGHT GOD'S WILL FOR US IN OUR LIFE - LET'S REALLY BELONG TO THE KINGDOM - AND NOT SOME MAN MADE AGGENDA. 

Lets care about GOD AND HIS KINGDOM - and each other not man made rules that divide people.

Our rented house was falling apart one day a storm demolished half the garage (with a dirt floor) and our house was infested by ants and mould was present on walls and ceilings, we made a bad choice in the house selection because we were in a rush to move.

The owner would not fix any of the problems so we were contemplating another move but for the moment we stayed and on November 1995 just 2 weeks after my 50^th birthday, as previously stated in chapter 12 I started the Noah’s Ark Theme Park project I drew up a pamphlet with only the eastern half of the ark and drew up a site plan and car park ( the ark no Jordan this time) and located all near the beach in the (removed) scrub tee tree opposite the Seaford shops. It was only the primary development of my “dream vision” and I drew it up to show Churches the proposed idea for a development somewhere, but neither the Churches (60 of them and 15 different church denominations in a group wanted to invest in the plan).The town planner at the council was mad that I proposed at the Seaford foreshore (scrub). I got into trouble with everybody, but I thought if GOD WANTS IT, it has got to happen somewhere (GOD had given me inspiration for the project..).

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I sent a copy of the plans to the architect Keith; I thought he might help me in the developments.

For a fee of course, but where was I going to find the money for anything !! I was broke; Maureen     only had a couple of thousand dollars. Nothing ! On the 15 of December 1995 I had to pass an examination to become a registered designer, registration had just become compulsory, that  and the professional insurance and membership to p.d.d.g. draftsmen and designers group, ate up most if not all of the $2000.00. Plus I still was working part time with very very little paid work.

Keith said he would design only half of the ark, he thought it sufficient for now, but regrettably I had to call it off because of lack of funds. He designed nothing about the Ark., (only GOD & I did!)

I kept on sketching and designing the other half of the ark in layout form till we were about to move from Bon beach, I terminated arrangements with the owners and we were packing up our things again ready to move into an old brick veneer house at nearby Seaford, also in the peninsula and walking distance to the Seaford beach.

But you know life at Bon beach took its toll at least three ways, I was stressed out to the max. Because of an argument with the owners when we moved, an argument we won but we had to use the fair rents tribunal to win. That left me very anxious and troubled till it was resolved and even the owners said we were right…

Also to our bad fortune during the stay at Bon beach two of our lovely cats died, they were both senior in age, Petra first died of a kidney disease, then as to miss her, poor Buffy our blue Persian died of  F.U.S. something to do with the urinary tract… he and Petra could not be saved…we buried them in the garden under some flowers…

That was all for our first rented house in the peninsula, even though we had left our cats there, 2 of them, we were keen to move to Seaford, it was a way better house but spooky!

I forgot to add that Jane, my daughter got married to Daniel in 1995, a wedding I shall always remember, it was conducted on a freezing day the 24^th of September  in a little Anglican church in the Melbourne hills, the wedding feast was at the Kenloch  restaurant 13 acres of magnificent gardens for the photos. To me at the time they seemed the perfect couple, little Jessica was the flower girl, and Jane’s daughter…

My son Adrian also joined the Bob Jones Academy of Karate in 1995 in Frankston Victoria at Billy’s Gymnasium of the sport, Billy was a high DAN teacher of good reputation and with all the top effort Adrian put in to his training, and he did well and rose through the ranks of colored belts…

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CHAPTER 14.

MOVED TO SEAFORD…on the bay also in Victoria.

Here we were Maureen, Adrian, me, the 3 dogs and Miss Padington the cat and all our belongings, finally moved to a quiet road near the wetlands in Seaford about a brisk 20 - 25 minute walk to the beach.

Why did I say it was spooky # # # !!! The house at Seaford... Well later on we found out from a person who saw the “body” that there had been a suicide in the master bed room Maureen and I were sleeping in. A man had hung himself there, my daughter Jane that claimed to be inspired by the knowledge of Angels, said the man was sorry he had done to his family and that he often watched us in spirit from mainly the laundry area that was his favorite place for then..My wife later hung a rosary with some holy water from LOUDES in France. She hung it on the mirror in our dressing table, with a prayer. I had a small picture of  OUR LADY WITH JESUS AS THE HOLY CHILD by the bed, also.  With my daily prayers for all our family, and sometimes for the previous family that suffered much and usually for the kingdom of GOD to win out and that people of the world might become saved and win paradise...Truly love GOD and love others...obey GOD'S WISHES.

Plus I prayed  for unity with the love! - between various people, in Frankston and other communities world wide may prevail… LORD PLEASE BRING IT ABOUT FOR ALL OF US!

You know prior and after hanging that holy rosary, a lot of strange occurrences happened in Seaford at that address, my chess board... The chess pieces kept on moving on the board most nights mysteriously, one day Adrian and Rachel were in my study and the main light went a strange color and wax kept dripping on them from the light, when my father in law died, that night the steel register for the heating duct in the same study flew out of its housing and landed nearby, how could such a heavy object eject itself of its own accord? Why were these strange occurrences happening to us? We decided to stay at the address anyhow, and not be disturbed by the happenings there, actually at our previous two addresses strange thing happened there too.

At Wantirna were we stayed for over 14 years, there when I was very ill also strange happenings there! My daughters Jane (8) and Rachel (4) claim they saw a witch (laughing) under their double decker bed that frighten them, but  later on after my children dabbled with an item from the occult, without my knowledge a weegee board that contacts spirits, something a woman had given my daughter Jane when she was 12 without my knowledge, after my children had used it secretly, many evil things began happening to that house, at one time BLOOD WAS DRIPPING FROM THE WALLS, but did it really happen ? Demons use deception, lies and even an hypnotic state to fool us, like when our double bed levitated from the floor one night with Maureen and I in it !

Did it really happen or was it a demonic illusion, they play mind games you know to both of us!

And demons have six thousand years (plus) of experience in fooling us, sometimes for us it can be a loosing game, BUT GOD ! Can save us from all this demonic wrong, by prayer and “his” action, we can be delivered from this…Praise his holy name. Take GODLY authority over demons..!

Even at Bon beach, they were at it there too, the evil side of things one day when we had got up we found all the family pictures turned around, facing backwards on the dining sideboard were they were always displayed the right side up… always…

Also one night after midnight my wife was still awake sitting up in bed with only the lamp on, a dim light…when to her surprise a figure arose from my sleeping body, it was a ghostly apparition of a person with a bald head and long red sideburns, then it disappeared she said, not her husband Frank at all..!! But another person, in her curiosity she enquired from an 11 year old neighbour at the back the next day. She asked the boy who lived in the house we were renting before us?

The boy replied, it was a man who later died, and described the bald head and long red sideburns…

Had he came back from the grave or a demonic trick to frighten us off; the trick did not work Satan.!

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However my wife Maureen was greatly alarmed by these happenings, so was I…

That should teach us not to invite such things or dabble in the occult … keep well away from demons and their filthy tricks and lies and deception…Be dedicated to GOD, love & good things.

You know not all illness is “DEMONIC” or caused by “Satan” so JESUS tells us in the bible…

Illness can be caused by the following 4 things..SPIRITUAL, PHYSICAL, EMOTIONAL, and

PHYSICOLOGICAL.  We Christians should recognize the nature of the illness, by prayer and asking GOD for his guidance and the gift of DISCERNING…

By getting the elders of the church together, by applying oil on a person (in anointing) and by the laying on of hands and fervent heart felt prayer from the elders for this person, then the person may be healed, if GOD chooses to heal…by his HOLY SPIRIT but he will not always heal, at the time or ever during that persons life, that is why some are healed and some are not…!

Don’t blame the person to be healed…GOD may have a good reason not to heal that person, or there may be a partial healing (a start to healing).

It does not mean that that person, he or she has committed the unpardonable sin, GOD may have another reason for not healing today. Anyhow if that person is SAVED BY GOD, even if he or she DIES then he or she is assured of ETERNAL LIFE BY GOD IN PARADISE WITH HIM.

That is the final and BLESSED ETERNAL HEALING OF THAT SOUL.

However to be saved by GOD you have to surrender to JESUS CHRIST as your SAVIOUR,

Confess all your sins to him with a heartfelt sorrow for them and repent, then only by HIS BLOOD that JESUS shed on the cross for you and for all…then you are SAVED BY ALLMIGHTY GOD.

It is a complete turn around from darkness into his MIGHTY LIGHT…IT LASTS FOREVER.

That is the main message of the gospel,..you accept JESUS…GOD DOES IT FOR YOU as simple as that you INHERIT JESUS RIGHTEOUSNESS, it is given now to YOU..NOW!!! IF YOU WANT IT, don’t wait another moment accepted now and attend your local Christian church this Sunday. What I have told you above is GOSPEL what we Christians call THE GOOD NEWS…

Little Aaron was born to my daughter Jane and husband Daniel on 26^th  of march 1996, we welcomed the arrival (but by C-section) painful for my daughter Jane, they resided in Boronia then in Melbourne, little Jessica was attending Boronia primary and had a beautiful red outfit.

That made it 3 grandchildren now for Maureen and me, we were very happy about it…

We bought an old $10,000.00 Saab  the same year, people at the Baptist church thought I was “flash” even though they had more expensive cars. I got a full time job with a Builder about then drafting his exclusive homes, after 4 weeks I asked him for a rise in the minimal pay I was getting, but I said on a piece of paper which I had a copy of that he did not have to give it to me… the builder sacked me, and I had him up for unfair dismissal as my work was good and he had plenty of work..I won the unfair dismissal in court and that gave us a small amount of money to live on.

I kept attending both the Baptist Church and a Catholic Church in Seaford, St. Ann’s my duel faith kept me busy attending Churches and Bible study and some service to Churches, later pastor David’s church moved to St. Leonards College, and I attended there and helped out for a short time. I remember when in Chelsea myself and a few others of the church went to visit quite a few different type “ALTERNATIVE FAITH TEMPLES AND CHURCHES”on a bus trip, pastor David was not happy about it, but it was very educational, it showed us how others worshipped “GOD” in many and varied ways…Everybody at the temples were polite and welcomed us…even with food tea and care.

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Rachel and my grandson Harley plus his father Beau were living on the other side of Melbourne, my son Paul and his wife Marlene were also on the other side and we did not see them as often as I would have liked to because of the distance. I loved them and kept mainly in touch by the phone.

Little Harley my grandson was only 4 and a delight to his parents and us. Paul and his fiancé Marlene were professional people and did not have children because they were not married yet. My son Adrian was dating girls for a while now, and he met one a hairdresser by the name of Luise, she dated him for a few months then the relationship broke off, he was so angry at himself that he punched a few holes in the wardrobe, a broken HEART does that to a man !!

It was time to trade in the old Simca wagon, so in 1997 I bought a 1990 Subaru liberty wagon it was top of the range and I borrowed to buy. Also we did a foolish thing, we borrowed against the Saab, we re-financed the loan 3 times that year always for a higher amount, because we were short of money, but with little thought for the future, my mood swings led me to a bad deal..

My daughter Jane, became pregnant again, and a short time later her little family moved to Adelaide. About the same time our collie bitch Contessa, which had diabetes got very ill with it and we took her to a vet nearby. This vet led us by the nose and gave Contessa very bad treatment while she was housed with him and on drips and medication for over a week, but he held off important treatment and made Contessa extremely ill, I refused to pay his bill because of this bad treatment, and took Contessa to a specialist vet, but it was too late, she died of extreme blood poisoning, because treatment was held off prior. I paid the specialist’s expensive bill.

Then the initial vet took me to court for non payment of his bill, I won my case in court and did not have to pay him. My mood swings got me very angry and I told Maureen, I was going to have it out with the vet verbally and ask him to apologize for Contessa’s death and I was very high, Maureen saw this and got alarmed, actually she rang the police to stop me !

Soon after 2 cars full of 6 police from Frankston arrived, the 6 raced towards me with their battens poised to STOP ME as I was going to drive off in my car, they stopped me. But when they realized I was sounding normal, one of them said to me…Leave the vet alone or there will be trouble..!

I then decided to forgive the vet and leave it alone, even though Contessa’s death broke my heart.

This was all followed by a wedding, Paul and Marlene’s wedding at a Catholic Church in Melbourne, it was a beautiful ceremony followed by a feast at a Doncaster venue, the day was super, all the families attended and we had a ball, Marlene was now part of our family.

Adrian got his black belt in karate (plus he earned the BUSHIDO CROSS) earlier, to top it all off 2 weeks after valentines day in 1998 he met FIONA, a little older than Adrian but it was love at first sight.  Fiona had been married before and had 3 children, Jessica (14), Dyllan (6), Zack (4), Fiona was now separated from her husband awaiting final divorce papers, Adrian was 19, at first we tried to talk him out of it, Maureen and I, but when we saw how they loved each other, and that Fiona was a good caring person we let the romance blossom. We wish this couple the best from our hearts…

I changed Church and was now attending Pastor Mark’s Church by the name of “City Life” it was held at a hall in Seaford and was of Pentecostal Faith, I liked the style of worship there and fitted in well with the friendly and faithful congregation. About the same time I had to sell the Subaru wagon, it was too expensive to keep and I was not getting any paid part time work. But this was not enough, because of the foolish borrowings, my mistakes…I had no money to pay back my creditors, nopaid work at all for months, it forced bankruptcy on me for the 3^rd time in my life, a bleak 3 years ahead.                                    

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To top it all off the motor on the Saab overheated badly and just “BLEW UP”. The finance company repossessed the damaged Saab to cover part of their loss. GOD was not smiling at me then I thought. To console us we bought a miniature Chihuahua bitch by the name of Cinnamon…She was lovely…

My mother in law Mavis, she helped us buy a cheap car again, a small Toyota corolla owned by Maureen my wife. Just so we could get around.

 Also in March of 1998 my wife’s father Whyatt Connell just died suddenly of a lung disease he had got in the 2^nd world war. He was in heaven now, with my parents, Spartaco and mother Lidia. We were all broken up that Whyatt had died; we buried him in the Necropolis, Springvale, somewhat near my parent’s grave. Mavis and us 2, we visited all the graves every 2 or 3 weeks for years.

Claude my brother joined the “REALIANS” in  1997, 1998, here is part of his story written by him...

 NOW CLAUDE HAS LEFT THE "RELIANS" DISILUSIONED WITH - REIL THE LEADER. 

page 74 - SEE CLAUDE'S STORY FOR CONTINUATION. - CHAPTER 14.

CHAPTER 14 - 3 ..from page 79. Moved to Seaford.  followed by15-1.. The Acute psychiatric hospital at Frankston. 

We all cried so much for that lovable dog; it was a big loss indeed evens a bigger loss than the gambling money lost. We buried Harley in the back yard near a flowering gum tree, and gave away his dog house to Jane’s dog as it left us with sad memories. Harley the dog died 7 years old only, a bigger loss “than money”.

Jane met Scott an Anglo-Indian man she got engaged to him later, her kids were still doing well. But even before that Rachel met Stuart an Australian man about 2 years earlier; she got engaged to him also some time later.

Stuart and Scott are fine young men and it was a pleasure to allow the future marriages to our daughters, it will be one day soon I guess. Stuart has a daughter by the name of Heather, she was only 7 years old then, Harley then was 10 years old, Rachels’s boy. Scott had never been married before, thus had no children.

Paul my son got into a strong argument with his wife Marlene and he came to stay with us for a couple of days till things cooled off, in that time I helped Paul buy a second hand Mitsubishi wagon and helped him with a few other things, he said nobody has ever helped me so much !

That brought him closer to me than ever, a bond between a father and his sons is so important, I love my children and grandchildren very much they are very, very important to my life, and so is Maureen, it is a bond that will last into eternity.

My C.R.V. (Honda sport 4 wheel drive). Became too dear too keep, work was becoming even more evasive and I sold the car back to the dealer and paid out the contract, to much of my displeasure.

In 2003 we went to a breeder of Rottweiler’s in Launching Place in Melbourne, we arranged to buy a pup from them after the birth, and both parents were Australian champions.

About a month later we went and saw the pups with my son Adrian and took digital pictures of the pups including one we selected a bright male pup, what we thought was the pick of the 8 dog litter.

After a few weeks we went back for a third time to pick up our dog and Jane came with us, actually she picked another boy dog and I paid for most of the cost, the dogs were lovely pups full of life, we took them home proudly as their new mummies and daddies.

You know witchcraft is a dirty word in GOD’S vocabulary and at the time Harry Potter books were popular, very high in sales especially with children, it is a shame that our young minds are sometimes polluted with witchcraft knowledge and spells and the occult, GOD hates it, he is a GOD that wont stand for that sort of harmful nonsense, I told you what the occult did to my family earlier, and even you hear from other peoples experiences with it…not good !!! Keep away from such things your favorite book should be the BIBLE. It is a reference manual also, one that teaches you how to live in this world, what to expect and why we were put here and were we are going…All that !!!

I could not live without a car I said to myself, so Adrian and Maureen and I  went along to a car yard and I  ended up buying a Sonata, a $12,000.00 used Hyundai, actually my son picked out for me, I never really liked the car, I wanted another 4 wheel drive. But they said it was a bargain so I ended up taking the car and spending many hundreds extra on it fitting an expensive 10 disc changer.

Two months later I went to another yard in nearby Dandenong to see some 4 wheel drives, my passion for cars was burning again, it was like I was in a spell, I was alone and the cunning salesman would not let me go till he sold me a car ! I liked an expensive model, but the finance company would not give me $30,000.00, I settled for a model he said was greatly reduced in price for me by $6,000.00 reduction he said they were giving it away to me for $22,000.00, and the finance company accepted the price.       

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My Hyundai was traded for $7,000.00 the best he would give, over $5,000.00 short of its pay out figure, something I had to meet in the deal that was costing me thousands extra. The “salami” that I was then, I swallowed the crazy deal and took the used 4 wheeler.

The car gave me nothing but trouble, first the speedometer was out about 20% slower, many things were wrong, the motor was faulty, I did not pick this up initially as they conned me showing me a good ? (dummy) authorized mechanical check that had passed with flying colors.? And they refused to take the car back; I was stuck with a faulty machine, thousands to fix it !

But that was the least of my problems, my part time business had suddenly taken one of the biggest nose dives ever, the paid part time work stopped all together, there was nothing for months, I could not pay anything with just a small pension, there was no money other than the disability pension coming in, my wife had spent all her money, all she had was the Peugeot that she kept.

I had the biggest credit bill ever in my life to pay off, credit cards the car, etc. plus no money to pay it after 2 months, I got into trouble with financiers and went to see an accountant at the council to sort out the financial mess, he suggested that I file for bankruptcy again (the 4^th time) and I did.

There was no other answer then, the finance companies were screaming for their money and I had none, a sorry state to be in for anybody, the worst of it is that I had to close my part time business

By the 31-10-2004 my registration had run out I had to put my building designer’s ticket on hold till there was some money available, it could be on hold for up to 3 years. I could not get any sort of part time work anywhere then; it was a miserable situation for us, from $100,000.00 to zero !! A lesson!

Jane entered for a course, aged care certificate number 3 that would qualify her for helping with mentally impaired patients & hostels a high – low care, for elderly patients, something she achieved later, also my daughter Rachel was working part time, both daughters to be in line with government wishes for single mums today, forced to work not mind children any more at least not full time, I wonder if it is a good decision for our country? Should mums be mums and stay at home to mind their own children!

My doctor conducted a blood test on myself and it showed a heavy kidney deficiency (failure) so he referred me to a specialist, I went along to see Doctor J. Botha a kidney specialist and he said my kidneys were at only 19% efficiency actually going back many years to 1992 my kidneys were very bad then, damaged because of the lithium medication I used to take (unchecked) my old psychiatrist then used to say to me…Frank you don’t need a blood test for the lithium, I can just see your face and tell it is OK….This neglect caused my bad kidney, advanced failure, ..Thank you my old doctor! You’re lucky I never had the heart to sue your practice. But I knew of the kidney damage back then in 1993, I just never did anything about it till now in 2004.

Doctor Botha referred me to the Alfred hospital Renal unit; the specialist there said after a couple of visits that I would have to be on dialysis soon because of the advanced kidney failure.

However I had diabetes for many, many years and that was not fully under control, and I had been taking psychiatric medications for 26 years now, never stopping even one day, plus other medications for other physical ailments.

I kept changing churches, back in 2003 I transferred to Marks new church in Frankston, at the site of the old library, till it closed when the site was to be demolished to make way for new picture theatres. Then I went back to north Frankston Baptist for a while till I started to miss the Pentecostal style of faith, you could express that you are spirit filled, by raising your arms in praise, clap your hands to the religious song that was playing much more freedom…

So I started to attend the Carrum Downs Assembly of GOD Church, very friendly pastor and congregation I found there, they prayed for my infirmities and the elders anointed me with oil.     

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As had done Mark’s Pentecostal Church earlier, but for now there seemed to be no healing present in my physical body…Even visited a C.OC. Pentecostal church that was now in the Seaford town hall location on Sundays, visited there thee times that year. Steve the Pastor had an excellent singing voice and he played the electric lead guitar extremely well, people were nice too a vibrant congregation.

My son Paul was working as a part time post-man on his little motor bike, he had a bad spill one day his mail bag hit a post and everything went topsy turvy. Luckily he did not break any bones.

My daughter Jane was going to be without a place to stay again, the lady landlord was selling the property; Jane tried 9 places applying for accommodation. Because she was a single mum with 3 children and some pets nobody wanted to help her. Fortunately the land lord changed her mind about selling the place, now she could stay on longer.

The finance company had repossessed the 4 wheel drive months ago, and I had to walk around everywhere, Maureen did not trust me driving her car; she was too possessive about it and only let my drive it very rarely then not at all. This did not help my bad knee, the injury that I had sustained years ago in the time that taxi knocked over, was making my knee very sore and cracking when I put weight on it and walked, that was my right knee. Doctors were not doing anything for it now.

In 31October 2004 my cousin Giuly from Trieste e-mailed me for the first time, previously we had been in touch with Easter and Christmas cards, but now she sent her best wishes for my 59^th birthday on the 30^th of October. We exchanged photos and e-mails for a while even my aunts 60^th Wedding Anniversary, Giuly’s family photo’s and alike. I told them of my medical condition, our Australian family and they gave me news about all the related folk in Trieste.

Adrian Niero my son entered a fat- blaster competition in 10-january-2005 his starting weight was 85 kilo and 40 inches around the stomach area, he had increased in weight, I took the “before” and “after” shots, in the back yard of our house before, inside the lounge for after... The competition for him closed 3 months after, the 10-march-2005, after taking the product, being sensible and working out his weight dropped to 63.6 kilo and 28 inches around the stomach area, a fantastic loss, he was awaiting results of the competition from 30,000 entrants, results were posted by fat blaster in October 2005, in that time we received news he came 6^th  place out of 30,000 entrants, not a bad result, he won prizes.

20^th –February-2005 a day with a dual purpose for our family, there was going to be a wedding, Michael Barratt, my wife’s nephew to be married in an open air ceremony west of Melbourne. All our family were in attendance that day and even if the groom was nervous, it was a beautiful ceremony, lovely day, wonderful wedding feast afterwards, Maureen and I danced to our hearts delight, Pat the mother and all were missing the father, Bill that had died tragically years before,

MR &MRS Barratt were a new married couple.

But the day was not over, that night my son Adrian and Fiona had started a baby’s life that night what we thought would be little Bianca Lidia Niero was well on the way to encountering our world ! Later on Fiona said she was pregnant…we are all thrilled…

On the 9-march-2005 I had my vascular operation on my left arm, rerouting a vein into another, so that I could have dialysis on that arm at a later date, remember my kidneys were at 19% and the doctor said before they reach 15% efficiency dialysis should start so I was ready for it to start it in one months or so time!

On the 16-march-2005 I sent by mail drawings of the ark project and instructions to Giuly in Trieste, then I sent a full Italian translation of all explained about the ark project in my books.

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Giuly my cousin said she was very proud of me and she said it was an extraordinary project; she was very pleased because I was doing the G.S.A. project. I spoke about the possibility of there being a NOAH’S ARK THEME PARK in Italy, as I had asked her to help me with it.

She said she wanted to help, but did not know how, she stated, THE WAYS OF THE LORD ARE INFINITE ! But since she was already working full time nearly with the family and a job at the conservatory of music in Trieste, I told her to leave it for now…it was too much for an ordinary person to handle at once, I did not want to ruin her health with it…THE NOAH’S ARK THEME PARK was uppermost in my mind and heart, and I let everyone know it!! I was making ready for it to become reality, by planning to firstly get the right block of land for the Australian theme park in the future!!

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JUST FOR THE RECORD.....this is an add on to partially explain my resume and 40 year working carrer. 

MOST OF THE TIME 95% /40 YRS. THIS HAS BEEN WORKING FOR MYSELF IN CONTRACTS ETC.

 I HAVE WORKED AS A BUILDING DESIGNER FOR MANY GOVERNMENT DEPARTMENTS, - DEPARTMENT OF HOUSING AND CONSTRUCTION....DESIGN FOR THE OFFICE OF THE MINISTERS EVEN THE PRIME MINISTERS FACILITY IN TREASURY PLACE MELBOURNE MANY YEARS AGO - (PRIME MINISTER FRASER'S DAYS)... FEW POLICE STATIONS/POLICE MUSEUM ETC, ARMY, NAVY, AIRFORCE - HOUSING - SUPERVISION CO-ORDINATOR FOR ENLISTED "MEN" - HOUSING - KITCHENS DESIGN & AIRFORCE - PART OF AIRPORT DESIGN ETC. AND COMPUTER CENTRE FOR THE TAXATION DEPARTMENT, 2 COLLEGES OF TAFE, THE (old) MET PUBLIC TRANSPORT SYSTEM, GAS AND FUEL, PETROLEUM REFINERIES BUILDINGS, DE-TOX (drugs) FACILITY, LARGE COROWA BOWLS CLUB,  HELPED MANY PROMINENT ARCHITECTS IN MELBOURNE - ASSOCIATION, CHURCHES DESIGNS, (AIRPORTS), 2 - SHOPPING CENTRES KNOX CITY AND CHADSTONE, PART OF DESIGN OF EXTENSIONS ETC, FACTORYS DESIGN, PRIVATE HOMES AND UNITS DESIGNS, APARTMENTS ETC... HAD A FEW CONSULTING DESIGN PRACTICES WITH STAFF...1/ MONT ALBERT, 2/ SURREY HILLS, 3/ GLEN WAVERLEY, 4/ WANTIRNA - 5TH AND 6TH IN THE PENINSULA, BON BEACH AND SEAFORD...ALL IN MELBOURNE.  PLUS THE DESIGN OF THE NOAHS ARK THEME PARKS / ARK COMMUNITY AID CENTRE - 12 YEARS, AND ASSOCIATED PROJECTS...WORLD WIDE. SUCH AS "SHARING TIME" - BARTERING METHODS - CHARITY PROPOSALS GLOBALLY. - TOTAL OF 30 YEARS ON GOD - INSPIRED PROJECTS ON 2008 WANTING TO FIND INVESTORS - DIRECTORS AND PROMOTERS.

1977 - 1978 - I OWNED AN AUDIO VISUAL BUSINESS THAT CATERED TO ARCHITECTURAL - COMMUNITY AND OTHER FEATURES RECORDED THEN - 2 YEARS TRAINING FROM "COMMUNITY OPEN CHANNEL".

PLUS MASTERED MANY DESIGN SKILLS  SUCH AS ENGINEERING, MOBILE CRANES ILLUSTRATOR ETC.(B.L.H.) NOW - CLARK CRANES,  REFINERY PIPING AND FIRE PROTECTION, VESSELS, TANKS, MANY PLANTS ALTONA - MELBOURNE, ETC. CONVEYORS AND MECHANICAL HANDLING PLANTS, CHOCOLATE FACTORYS PLANTS - (CADBURY,MARS PLANTS), PLASTICS FACTORY PLANT, FIBREMAKERS PLANT, AIR CONDITIONING, ELECTRICAL, LIGHTING, ELECTRONICS, INVENTIONS DESIGN, SURVEYING, FIELD MEASURING, LANDSCAPE DESIGN, QUARRY DESIGN, SWIMMING POOL - SOLAR HEATING, DESIGN AND INSTALLATION. TRAINING OF YOUNG ARCHITECTS AND DRAFTSMEN. ETC.

 CHAPTER 15 -1

THE ACUTE PHSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL AT FRANKSTON (PENINSULA)

Mid June 2005 and because two Churches had held me in prayer, a small miracle happened, Doctor Botha said the blood tests were good, better than before and the efficiency of my kidneys had risen from 19 % to now 25%, a marked improvement, that would give me more time before needing dialysis, maybe a year or more ?

 This vision was Not part of the show that was playing then but something else, was it from GOD ? I thought it was GOD!

The experience was very real to me and it really jolted me so much that I was displaying different behavior. Also I felt GOD was also telling me to have a break from our Seaford adress and my wife, he was telling me to go to hospital, be admitted…but why ?   He also told me things would be OK later when I returned, this was not voices, but I felt it in my heart and mind. I felt that I was SPIRIT FILLED by the LORD…                                                                           

I had much more energy!! Also because of my stirred up emotions, I disturbed my wife greatly, I foolishly told her what had happened to me, Maureen got very alarmed, we had an argument later on and afterwards she called the “cat team” because it was the start of the 40 day period of no, or extremely little sleep, this was disturbing her also, Actually I have had a period of 40 days non sleep many years before when I was ill, I know because then I marked the number of days on the calendar at the time and this time.The cat team arrived that day, 3 people and said they would keep a watch on me and thus they checked in twice a day at the start. (The cat team is a nurse’s psychiatric unit) The cat team prescribed a new medication on top of everything I was already taking, the packet they gave me said once you start, you must not stop this medication…I took it and the team kept on coming till 22-7-2005, when I gave Maureen a fright that day I actually gave her a “tour of our house (inside)” what was it, well let me explain it…Maybe this tour was a way to get into hospital like the Lord had told me to.            

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 Have a break from my wife and home life, not kind to me at the time because Maureen and I had not been sharing love making for over a year.

The first thing I showed my wife on the tour was the Egyptian collection she had displayed on the buffet in the lounge. I said, see these Egyptians ! They came to nothing because witchcraft and spells and magic polluted their culture, you cannot worship idols and get away with it with God! (Meaning her car how she loved it!)

The second thing I showed her was the chess board on the buffet nearby, I said something like, that she would have to make her move now, to start loving me again or the game would be over…Then I showed her my camera collection next to the board, I said I like photography because a picture always tells the truth…

Then I took her to the kitchen and on a shelf we had displayed two small statuettes they were actually of Laurel and Hardy the two famous comedians, but I said, here is Heckle and Jeckle, or Jeckle and Hide! “Like I WAS SOMETIMES..” with my mood swings…

Then I took her a few paces further to a picture in the hall, it was Groucho Marx or Ted Allen by real name, a picture of him asleep on an old couch with a cigar in his mouth, I said something about our love life being asleep too long ! By this time I was very emotional and beginning to shout and Maureen was frightened of me and was standing well back.

The next thing I showed Maureen was another picture nearby, it was a picture of Antarctica showing ice and a few penguins on the ice, it had a caption below it…

“Embrace the delicate balance of nature”, I screamed out there is no balance in this house ! None whatsoever…! By this time Maureen was angry and emotional, at the same time, the final blow is when I took her to our bed room and pointed to our bed and said that bed is not just for sleep! ( Maureen had a habit of always going to bed one or two hours after me, by that time my medication would have zonked me out deep asleep) no chance for a loving relationship…I thought she was cruel to me.

Plus when I stepped from bed sometimes,” I stepped in it!” it was Maureen’s Chihuahua bad habit of making our bed room her toilet; I told Maureen.

After all I was “Italian with all the tender feelings an Italian husband would have for the wife he loved very much and considered very attractive, even beautiful in his heart, I really missed her sweet love…” I was deprived of the affection a husband expects from a wife, that made me mad even though I knew that I should have been more understanding because Maureen was going through a bad “change of life process” and I still had my own troubles in the sexual region…But that should not stop a sensual kiss or a loving embrace or even more…Two hearts should still be in love I thought, “the eternal ROMANTIC” I was…

But it was time for a wake up call then, Maureen was so upset at “my tour” that she hastily called the cat team again; she was feeling upset and thought I was going crazy again.

Shortly afterwards the same day doctor Santi and a nurse (the driver) arrived at our house, doctor Santi said to me in the interview, to show her “the tour” that upset my wife so much. So I began with Egypt and by the time I had gotten to Heckle and Jeckle Doctor Santi had half made up her mind about me, I also told her of the vision of the two men and the inscription plus that I thought I had heard from GOD.                                                                   

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Doctor Santi took the nurse and had a 20 minute meeting in her car. When they came back inside Doctor Santi said that she wanted me to come to the psychiatric hospital in Frankston with her, and only special cases end up going there, there is not much room for patients now.

My wife also said she wanted me in hospital…! She was threatened and did not feel safe with me at home…Not that I would have hurt a hair on her head!! I loved her!

I immediately consented to going to hospital, I did not fight the issue, at least I was not going in the back of a police divvy van like I had to on previous occasions, Doctor and the nurse driver, drove me in the back of a latest model ford, chatting to me as we drove, till we got to the hospital. A civilized way to go to hospital!

Once there I said to myself…”Here we go again hope the Lord knows what he is doing!” But then it was time to enter the doors and a new adventure for me.

I seemed energized and had had very little sleep for a number of days plus I thought I was on some sort of a mission from GOD, or so he told me…Was it my by polar illness leading me on or was it GOD?

On first appearance the place seemed fairly modern and nothing like previous experiences at Larundel, the hospital procedure had modernized and improved 300%. But like all hospitals there are doctors, nurses other staff and medications, but later I was to find out all that is there to help you, and you should not fight the system. It had been 12 years since I had been in a psychiatric facility. I was fairly well all that time, with only controllable mood swings and small episodes none bad enough to land me in hospital like this time.

John the nurse showed me to a 3 bed ward I was to share with Graham (a builder), he lived near the door of the room, then there was a younger man, Rick in the bed beside me (ex night club host and man of many talents) we all had curtains to divide off our areas, and that made it a little more private.

I unpacked the things my wife had brought in 2 hours after arriving there, after doing this I had my first meal (dinner) in the dining area that was also a day room.

I was meeting scores of new people, patients and staff, everybody seemed polite and friendly but I don’t know if it was the effect of the new medication or not, but I kept forgetting their names, my mind was very forgetful. I had to keep on asking them their first name and it can be embarrassing sometimes.

Doctor Santi  said to me initially I would spend only about 3 days in hospital, but I wondered if she really knew this or really believed it.

My first night there seemed very strange, in a single bed without my Maureen by my side I wandered if GOD was going to “contact me again”, but he didn’t. I could not sleep, I just kept turning over in my mind what had happened the past few days, and my mind was full of different thoughts that is why I could not sleep.

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Even though I did not sleep a wink the previous night I was not tired actually I was full of energy, Doctor Santi had said to me there was an exercise bike in the hospital ward 2W, I did not seek it out the first couple of days, even though at home I exercised on an exercise bike for at least 20 minutes full pelt 2 times a day. I was a very fit man for my weight of 88 kilos in my birthday suit, and 59 years of age.

I know that 88 kilos is overweight for a person of 5 feet 6 inches tall or 1682 mm. but my stomach muscles are as hard as a rock and for a person of big build I don’t carry too much fat. Just solid that’s all, like a weight lifter.

The second day, Saturday I met Clara another Christian, she had trouble with a pokie payout, a big commotion that got her into trouble with a hotel, they owed her the money but did not pay it, one of the reasons she stated for being in hospital, she really needed the sum of money and it upset her.

However we exchanged Christian values and she said to me! - Ephesians 6:10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and his mighty power.  11. Put on the full armor of GOD so that you can take your stand against the devils schemes.             

12. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13. Therefore put on the full armor of GOD, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist. (Jesus is the belt of truth, wherever you go take Jesus with you!) With the breastplate of righteousness in place. (Inherit Jesus Righteousness) 15. And with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the Gospel of Peace. (Have the Gospels as your foundation) 16.In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. (Romans used to have interlocking shields of steel lined with leather so the arrows could be extinguished and not drop and burn their feet, moved as one solid wall of interlocked shields, our faith is like that we are interlocked with other Christians) 17.Take the helmet of salvation (our head gear should be that we are saved and our name written in the lambs book of life) and  the sword of the spirit, which is the word of GOD. (The whole BIBLE) 18. And pray in the spirit on all occasions, with all kinds of prayers and requests.With this in mind, be allert and always keep on praying for all the saints. (Normal prayers and pray in the spirit, praying in tongues)---(Saints people or children of GOD).

The above describes THE ARMOUR OF GOD. Ephesians 6:10-18 NIV BIBLE. - expanded by frank to explain!

The third day Sunday was spent in the hospital; I did not realize there was a chapel in the hospital at that stage, or that because I was a voluntary patient, I could have walked to the local St Francis Xavier Catholic Church for Mass, so I missed out that Sunday. The rest of Sunday was boring no activities, the time dragged till my wife and son Adrian visited that night, I reassured them that I was not too bad and that I wanted to come back home as soon as possible.

Something must have happened to my blood pressure that night, (I was on blood pressure medication because of high blood pressure, and I must have got a wrong dose.)

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I fell asleep that night with the other two in their beds, I only slept for less than two hours, when I awoke with the strangest of feelings… it was like I was in a delirious state, half there half not, I stumbled from my bed and did not know were I was! I stumbled to Graham in the dark knocking my leg on his bed, glaring at his face close up not knowing or understanding what where or when! in the dim light from the doorway, then I did the same with Rick, glaring at his face…they were both asleep, I was bewildered I stumbled down the hallway which was dimly lit up nearly falling down loosing consciousness nearly, I was feeling awful and I finally got to the nurses station and started a commotion after 12 pm at night, after much to do they got me a chair in the hall where I sat with my face hanging down between my legs and felt I was dying, I thought my time had come! Then Doctor Santi came out knelt before me and asked what was wrong, I explained as best as I could but I was panicking and raising my voice.

I said to Doctor Santi if because of new medications I was going to feel like this !

I don’t want to be in this hospital any more!! (I had never felt so bad before in my life I thought!) Doctor Santi tried to reassure me, at first even she did not know what was happening to me, why I was feeling so badly. But then after a few minutes she realized my blood pressure had dropped very low and that was the problem for my near blackout, pain and misery!

She told me go back to bed now and lay there till morning when my blood pressure will return to normal.

As to punish me for the commotion late at night, nobody helped me back to bed, I had to stagger there of my own accord, but I finally made it and into my bed, I could not sleep but I lay there till morning, by that time my blood pressure had returned to normal of its own accord and I got on with the chores of the morning.

It was not so bad the next night even though Rick kept the light on till late, I finally got to sleep about midnight, but shortly after Rick pulled my right foot briskly and woke me up, he was complaining that my snoring was keeping him awake and that surely I could try not to snore, the next morning Rick was complaining that I had gotten rid of my used test strip with blood on it in the rubbish and that he touched one. He said you probably don’t have a blood disease but you have to be safe…He said there is a proper place to get rid of such items, where they disposed of needles, to please Rick I started to dispose of my strips the correct manner, I just was not used to the medical procedure, but I could not stop snoring for him so for the peace and quiet for us both they transferred me to a lovely single room with a view of the car park.

I had also been talking to Rick and he was telling me he held the baby Jesus in his arms and that the baby came from an injection spot in his arm and he showed me the spot in his arm, he thought he was this “special person”, and who was I to disagree with him, I tried to understand his problem, why he too was here.

I was still only sleeping a couple of hours so I started to take a mild sleeping pill, they gave them to me about 10 pm and they still only kept me sleeping 2 or 3 hours maximum.

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 CONTINUES ON PAGE 89 SEE CHAPTER 15 -2 ..THE ACUTE PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL AT FRANKSTON.

15 - 2..continued from page 135 - The acute psychiatric hospital at Frankston.

Later on Rick told me about some drawings he had found in a skip in Beach Street in Frankston. He said there were about 16 large drawings and that the perspective had a dove on it, plus they were sopping wet, he dried them and kept them safe.

When he described the drawings to me, they sounded like my own Ark complex drawings …Later on I found out they were my drawings or at least copies of my drawings. To prove it Rick brought them into the hospital later and showed me and a staff member, John. They sure were my project drawing, but an old issue.

It is amazing of all the people in Melbourne I was sleeping next to a person that had found my drawings in the rubbish… GOD had brought us together…I did give away prints to various persons and council, years ago to be evaluated.

Rick said the person that got rid of the drawings this way must have ended up in a place like this !

Rick asked if I wanted them back, and I said they are only copies, you can keep them Rick, and he said are you sure, I said yes.

John said you better sign a document Frank to give Rick permission to keep them.

Rick said thank you, and he told me that he had shown the large drawings to some of his friends, they marveled at the work and detail and practicality of design that went into my project.

Later on I was to give him written permission to keep the prints, if GOD had given him the drawings; surely he was entitled to keep them… I gave him a copy of my life story also and with the written permission I was to offer him a position establishing the American / Canadian NOAH’S ARK THEME PARK on condition that he underwent training, I offered a sum of money for his work, (I had been given a plan by GOD to raise the money) and said an equal amount to the Australian “Key Noah’s Ark project” and 10% from both amounts to me to cover usage of my drawings. I put all this on a small sheet of paper and left it by his bed while he was asleep one early morning.

Later on he said he was interested because he needed the work, he said…        

SO! WE HAVE TO BUILD AN ARK !!

The previous true story is related to the parable of the wedding banquet (GOSPEL).

Matthew 22:2-14, the story tells of a King who prepared a wedding feast for his son, went to a lot of trouble in the preparations, but none of the invited came they refused to come…they all had excuses for not coming to the wedding banquet.

So the king took gross retaliation on these guests, then…I take it from

8. Then he said to his servants, the wedding banquet is ready, but those I invited do not deserve to come. 9. Go to the street corners and invite to the banquet anyone you find, 10. So the servants went out into the streets and gathered all the people they could find, both good and bad, and the wedding hall was filled with guests.

Read on to be the king throws out an “intruder without wedding clothes.”

For many are invited but few are chosen…

Quite a few people in the hospital, patients… told me they wanted to help with the Ark Projects after thy heard my story, previously only Pastor Rob Godfrey volunteered to help GOD and me with it.                                                                                            

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Most others, even if a lot said it was a brilliant idea, but did not want to help with it, it took so called sick people to see the real value in the project and offer their names and future help…so is life !

DID YOU KNOW THE ARK PROJECTS AND CHRISTIANITY IT'S - SELF IS ACTUALLY PREPARATION FOR A HIGHER LIFE IN PARADISE ITSELF….

The bible Alive in a few small citadel’s that really care for the world’s poor and each other, living and working and having fun in community’s with many good things, such as song, faith, charity, hope, love and also freedom, like gold…

Accepting all people and bringing them in line with GOD’S purpose in life! WOW!

Getting back to the hospital, I also met “Precious,” she called me “Frank Incense,”

She thought there was a heavenly fragrance about me, because she saw I was serious about GOD, and his wishes, she saw I wanted to obey him.

Precious had 7 children, of which I met, most of them when they visited their mother, both mother an children were impressive people, really a good family, but Precious had her problems that’s why she was admitted to hospital, her husband, or ex I should say, was giving her a world of trouble, there is always a root cause or a trigger for every psychiatric illness, and with Precious it was her husband.

She was recovering because of bad experiences with him, Precious and I often spoke together and became good friends, it was all innocent, and she gave me hugs and kind words and made me feel good about myself. We consoled each other for what was happening to us…

A nurse gave me a medication to eliminate excess fluids, because my new medication had made my weight balloon to 93 kilos and increase 5 kilos in weight.

Shortly after I was at a yoga class when I suddenly started to feel sick, I rushed out of there and got to the bathroom in a hurry, when up it came, a flood! After cleaning up my mess I reported it to the staff they said they would not give me such medication again!

I also met 2 young men, the first was Scott, who just was in love about cars all the time and spoke about their function and his experiences with cars nearly all of the time. I befriended him and lifted up his spirits.

Scott was nearly 21 and a father, but the mother of his child did not want Scott, I encouraged him as best as I could and said he had to live for his little girl that he loved so dearly and watch her grow up. He left the hospital before me to live in Queensland he commented about my son’s Adrian wonderful physique and wished he was like him; I tried to bring Scott a little closer to GOD and his little girl.

Scott was always very close to Rick and another named Renny, Scott spent a lot of his time talking to the younger girls.

I also met a young man by the name of Travis, about 20 years old also, actually Scott and Travis were room mates. Travis was a bit of a loner but his 2 parents often visited him, his mother, a Catholic Church Secretary and father, John.                                   

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The 3 befriended me and often spoke to me, his parents even had a look at my web site and John asked if I was in the Scouts, because of the uniform I was wearing in 2 of the photos, I replied yes I was an assistant leader for 18 months in Wantirna.

I took a strong interest in Travis, it was as the Lord was telling me to help him..

Like some people that are “ill” Travis thought that he could come into the hospital and cure everybody there. (Like by some supernatural power!) Lots of us have thought that at some time, I mean people that are ill. I know that I did years ago, last time’s I got ill.

But now I wanted to bring Travis back to reality, and explained to him that was an unreal ambition, nearly impossible to cure everybody unless you are GOD, and also told him he should not feel guilty, because he said he wanted to turn himself over to the police, the doctors an I made him see his faulty thinking pattern.

Then I explained to him the benefit of accepting GOD and his son JESUS, I gave him plenty of things to think about to counteract faulty thinking.

He took it in and one day he approached me and said I am ready to be saved, I knew that only GOD could save him, but I took him through the stages of accepting Jesus Christ and giving his life to him, surrendering to his GRACE. And repenting and asking for forgiveness…

I think that Christ had worked another Miracle that day, TRAVIS WAS SAVED.

Angels make a big celebration in heaven every time someone is SAVED.

I was acting like his mentor for Christ; he said he would visit me when he got out.

My doctor changed now, I was seeing a new good young psychiatrist by the name of Doctor Patric Tolan, he changed my medication he cut out the Largactil and replaced it with Risperdal, a less sedative drug and I would still take the Tegretol and other medications for my other physical ills. The medication the cat team gave was stopped.

Doctor Tolan said I could go home for weekend leave the 30^th and 31^st of July I was very happy of that decision but would Maureen allow me home, later she did.

When I was in hospital, I met a man there about 46 years old mostly scruffy and usually wearing a dirty overcoat, with red joggers without shoe strings, sometimes he drooled over himself and had need of a barbers attention, but he was a lovely kind man and it showed by the way he spoke, even if it was dulled by his illness.

He was part Jewish he said but he called himself a pagan, he befriended me and kept company with me. His name was Frazer, he called me a beautiful person at first because I spoke well of him and gave him my genuine love and attention, plus I was praying secretly for him and all the others to become well.

This place even though well run, was testing us all in one way or another…

Frazer kept on following me around, sharing truths, having meals with me, sitting next to me to watch T.V. He liked my company and I appreciated his company, but he was suffering with his condition and overweight which later caused medical problems, even a scheduled operation that later did not come off…

The staff were mainly in their room busy with procedure, supervising us giving us medication 3 times a day and one day Oscar a male nurse read my history and become interested in me and challenged me to a game of pool in the games room.              

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The games room is where I also rode the exercise bike 2 times a day for even up to 30 minutes flat out at the time, not bad for energy for a person that was sleeping an average of 2 to 3 hours a day that is all I could sleep even with sleeping pills.

Oscar told me about his family he was from South America, we had a good close game but in the end he ended up beating me by a ball, even though I was wide awake…

You usually could not get your razor till 7.30 am sharp, razors and tubes of cream, anything dangerous was taken away or had to be returned to the staff straight after usage to prevent a bad occurrence, since I often woke up at one in the morning and would lay there till 3 am and had a shower then at times, then return to bed stay awake and have a second shift in the bathroom for a shave. You could say the days were long.

Plus mention distractions, the medication line up where people were talking left right and centre, one day the nurse was mistakenly giving me a double dose of my blood pressure pills, I woke up to it in time thank GOD, to prevent another episode like first described with my blood pressure, maybe that was the cause, a medical error. Easily happens the nurse said she got me confused with the previous patient, errors can happen even in hospitals.

Nearly everybody in my family came to visit me and regularly, and that made me happy to see them, it was contact with the outside, for a lock up ward it is good to have visitors, the little money Maureen had left me with went on calls to her and the immediate family, boy! The phone was hungry, sometimes swallowing up a $2 coin for one local call when I could not get change. Plus the remainder of the money I loaned to the other patients for calls and cigarettes it is money I never got back.

The day of weekend leave the 30-7-2005, I was all packed ready for Maureen to collect me in the Peugeot, 11.15 am came and Maureen arrived, happy to have me for the weekend. We drove home it was the first time I saw the place in 9 days and it felt somewhat strange to be home, like it was all part of the test to return home for good, things went fairly well we had lunch and chatted, time passed, I got some books ready to take back with me, and two D.V.D.’S one was   “Jesus”( it went for 3 hours) and the other was the life of “Joseph” and his brother’s were they sell him as a slave, Egypt etc. etc. I wanted the patients to see and appreciate the features.

After not really sleeping much that Saturday night, the next day I attended the C.O.C. Pentecostal Church in Seaford, I could not remember anybody’s name there, and that caused me grief but they prayed for me and it was a good morning, as I had walked there I also walked back home and in the afternoon I got into an argument with my wife, like usual it was about attending Church and my faith Maureen was not happy with my Christian following, she thought I should spend time with her, I don’t fully recall all the words we said but I got vocal and I shouldn’t have to defend my faith in Christ and the Bible, something Maureen did not share, by not coming with me to Church,( ever, I have been praying for Maureen 27 years  ) so I finished my weekend on the wrong foot because I upset my wife, she returned me to the hospital. Maureen still believes in GOD though and simply is a Catholic that stays home on Sundays.

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After weekend leave, my room was gone given to an actress by the name of Gay; she was in a play about “THE WITCHES” it played in Melbourne.

I had to share with Rennie a young man about 31 years of age, very strong frame and he thought he was something special, like a GOD SENT or something he quoted some special Scottish title about himself, it sounded great…and a religious connotation…

He was friendly but he had his things spread all over the room, a bit of a mess, plus the first night he wanted to talk about himself and so on, therefore I was up nearly all night, with very little sleep, plus I had a bed with no night light, not good !

Doctor Tolan saw me Monday morning and asked me how the weekend went, and I told him the truth, he said there would be a meeting on Wednesday the 3^rd of August to see if I could go home.

A person from the hospital Christian assembly (the hospital chapel) visited us and was offering any help she could give; at the same time entered Gyp’s a part aboriginal.

She stood there with a rosary around her neck; Gyps told me she had some Italian in her family. I knew at that moment that this girl was in love with the Lord just by seeing her, as my soul met hers I exclaimed in Italian “ che bella ragazza “ meaning  what a beautiful girl…But I meant I see your “SOUL” is beautiful, and after all she was attractive. The Christian worker said, you have found each other, I will leave you alone. Gyp’s was young enough to be a daughter, but later she said think of me as a niece. Gyp’s called me an “ELDER”.

Later Gyp’s told me how she was suffering, she was a mother of 3 lovely children but one of her husbands had maltreated her and thus lost 2 of her children, only 3 survived it was a very sad story and it brought a tear in my eye, later on I gave her my story to read and she said she was moved by my ordeal especially the part about

“My first by-polar encounter” chapter 3. she said she kept the book under her pillow. 

Actually I gave away 6 of my books to staff and patients (the 1999 print of which I published only 100 copies) these people accepted them gratefully as a gift and said they would keep the book, they said it was a worthwhile story describing the plights of mental illness. I even gave my doctor (Tolan) an inscribed book of the Ark Project with 8 drawings as a mark of my appreciation for getting me well, and so soon. Plus the book “from Triest to the Ark.” Previous times I spent over 6 months in hospitals at a time.

Sheila a nurse, spoke to me that evening, I gave the staff a look at my web site about the NOAH’S ARK THEME PARK’S and they were wondering what it is all about…Sheila was questioning me and taking down notes for the record, she asked me why I wanted to build the Project and did I think there was going to be a future flood? I answered “only if you let the basin overflow in your home” or something like that!...I never thought there was going to be another world wide flood, but normal climatic circumstances ( and that includes hurricanes ) to continue as they always did, I was not awaiting a special climatic change from GOD or anyone!

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If anyone thinks that they are mistaken. Sheila asked me more questions trying to make me say something that would make The Ark Projects, seem madness or a wild idea, but I did not give her the satisfaction of proving me wrong.

I wanted the Noah’s Ark Theme Park’s to be run as normal everyday theme parks that would help mankind, animals and the environment, only with a Christian flavor to help people find GOD AND THEMSELVES, their real self…

Renny actually one night about 2 am, he called me into the bath room, I wandered what he wanted at that hour, but I entered the bath room, he closed the door and turned on the shower I said what did you want? What did you do that for? He said the water is to dissipate the smoke; he had a little steel rectangular box from which he pulled out what looked like tobacco and rolled up a smoke and lit it.

We were not allowed to smoke in the building and I am a non smoker, but Renny said take a couple drags of this, I refused at first but then he insisted.                           

So to please him I took two long deep puffs of the “cigarette” after my drawback I nearly chocked and spluttering I said what is it? He said it is cannabis…

Well you could have knocked me down with a feather; it was my firs try ever of the stuff, I had smoked “a joint”, not very good I thought, I did not need this…

I said to Renny I don’t want any more and went to bed a little light headed.

Rennie said later, get your wife to give me $25.00 and I will buy some more, I told him that I was not interested and that my wife was broke.

Renny wanted to go home like most of us, and he applied to an authority for a discharge but later got refused.

In the court yard the next day Rennie was fuming, I happened to pass by him and asked him how he went?

“He hit the roof “ and used a strong intimidating voice to tell me off and called me a bad name, which I wont repeat, plus he said he was going to smash my face in !

Just not to have trouble I walked away from him and reported the incident to the nurse, plus in my anger I said he smoked dope.

When the nurses saw the condition Rennie was at because of the refusal, they had no option but to put him in the lock up for 2 days till he cooled off.

There was another person in the lock up at the time Bert, he could not marry the girl of his dreams she did not want him yet, the stress made Bert very incoherent I had Known Bert for a number of years met him at “GROW” he was a very nice fellow usually, but a woman can sometimes turn a man’s mind to the worst of him…

After Renny got out I apologized to him, if I was the cause for his stay in the lock up, by that time He had cooled off and actually apologized to me for what he had said, I said then everything is OK lets forgive and forget. He asked me to put in a good word for him with the staff and I did so. Then they changed his room I was alone in a double room again and could sleep my 3 hours or so…

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The Wednesday the 3^rd  we had a meeting with the doctor, my wife, Adrian and a nurse plus another doctor and me, it did not go well, doctor Tolan said we found very little wrong with Frank he actually is very well behaved and we would like to discharge him.

But my wife said there was an argument on Sunday and I still do not feel safe with Frank, I think it is too soon to discharge him; he is still not sleeping yet….

Doctor Tolan said very well till he is sleeping better we will keep Frank a little while longer. Maureen said I know Frank behaves like a gentleman in the hospital but at home we have words…We left it at that, after Adrian gave a breakdown of my history and that he was afraid for his mother, so I staid on in hospital…

I had also voiced that Maureen and I had not been amorous for a year, I was angry!

Rita ( she was a nurse in real life now a patient.) And got very friendly with me and told me of the hard time she had with men, how they had let her down and she ended up here, and that now she was single because she did not trust some men.

Rita was about 32, like a daughter to me and a solid good looking woman that could have had anyone, but she was also Christian and did not know if she was born again

I told her and Gyp’s together one day, you both have given yourself to Christ you have been SPIRIT FILLED and gone through the correct procedure to warrant you being born again, they just did not realize it, Gyp’s said it is a blessed thing that I could let them know this. Rita was very happy to know she was born again and destined for heaven too. I remember dancing with Rita to some swinging music in the courtyard, it was time for a party, a CELEBRATION, even though in hospital one can still show the JOY OF THE LORD, the patients yelled out “GO FRANK!”... This old man still had some LIFE left in him yet…

While I was there I donated the two D.V.D.’S to the hospital, the JESUS and JOSEPH ones, they became mildly popular with the patients later.

There were 2 persons that I knew had to undergo shock treatment, one was Graham the builder, he was much better and not so depressed after the treatment and wanted to go back to a building project on some land he owned in the peninsula.

The other person was a lady, Rebecca she was worried about the treatment, like Graham, she never had shocks before, I reassured them both, that I personally had had at least 24 shock treatments at an earlier date, and it is not painful or bad these days they do everything to help you, something between your teeth so you don’t bite your tongue off, you are put out to it, don’t feel a thing only a bit of a headache after the treatment, and somewhat bad memory after. But with Rebecca they wanted now to do a third session and she was worried of having too many, you know the root cause for Rebecca’s ailments was that her in laws had custody of her 2 children and she was not allowed to see them very often, untill you improve circumstances sometimes it is hard to have a full healing…I did not have shock treatment this time around…

Frazer, kept on being friendly with me and I let it slip that I had not made love with my wife for one year, Frazer stated, I have not made love for 6 years, I never knew if he had been married, he never said, or if he just was 6 times worst off then myself…

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Precious also heard me say it, she said my wife was “a cold bitch” but I disagreed with her, Maureen was simply going through a rough time and I had to wait for her.

Precious hugged me and kissed me, as a friend, she had a lot of love this woman and she needed a real man to love and care for her, her kids visited her in the hospital quite often and were just plain lovely, Precious was originally a cockney from England and moved to Australia when she was 11 ½ like me.

Precious once said to me, “Look how we women love our men, look what we go through for you men…”

I was quite jovial, I told Frazer and some others a few jokes, here are three of them,

A survey was in place for amorous relations between man and wife,

The first question asked to a group of about 50 married men was,

Who makes love every night?

About 15 very happy jubilant men shot their hands up with big smiles on their faces.

Then the enquirer asked who makes love once a week?

About 19 contented men raised their hand, just average looking guys…