Designed Illusions Via Divine Power

Giving constant thoughts of my time in Vasto Italy 1945 at seven years old I always ventured in part of Vasto town. I saw not a single person or activity. Eventually I made my way toward a large body of water much later known to me as Adriatic Sea. I stood there still saw no one or activity not a single ship or vessel. I knew nothing of World War II. Then the war either still active or about to end.As I was about to go backward metal wheels alerted me that I would finally see someone. Scooter Boy about my age stopped in front of me. We spoke but it led nowhere. I never saw him again. I was alone again. The scooter boy and I spoke a foreign language-English. I didn't know that I shouldn't speak English. It would be my only language ever.On my own I was always barefoot but never felt any discomfort and never gave it a thought. I never ate anything never had an appetite and thus never had a toilet break. I didn't know anything of a toilet. I proceeded on without normal sense. My time in Vasto was always a sunny day. A drop of rain had never fallen on me. All perdivine power. Then I didn't know it but had my suspicions. Now when I think of the Adriatic Sea I don't see just an empty large body of water. Now I know of a violent world of a time gone by. I'm totally aware of the horror of the mass murder of men women and children in most of the countries across where I had stood looking out at an empty sea.