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As a young boy at about 3am one morning, on a mild night in May, in the year 1941, he went outside and sat down on a bench and looked up at a beautiful starry night. Then he heard a voice in his head that said My life is made out of the love of Creation.
Also a short time later, words suddenly formed on Billy's lips, which said: Since ancient times, you have lived among the stars and suddenly Billy knew who he was, and what his mission was on this earth.
I recognised that the light, which the stars emitted, was a light in the visible spectrum, however, the light of true love remained invisible, creational and for all-great-time.