→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.
→ You are my sprouts.
→ From the creation I thought to you with love.
→ With love I made you grow, fed, chased, carried in my arms and in my heart.
→ Love me every moment that I'm here and I'm waiting for this love meeting.
→ I, the Lord God, do not mistake love, free with love.
→ The knowledge of my love is the essence of my origin, the blossoming of the belief of my children, who enter into me, are part of me, the knowledge of their own thoughts and the thoughts that make you slaves.
→ Recognizing the thoughts of the world for what they are, abandon them on their rise and seek me immediately.
→ Everything will be easier, understandable in abandonment and love in me.
→ If your actions push you towards confusion, towards incoherent attitudes, act more strongly in me, with love, recognize me, always recognize that every thought of yours, every sick act of yours is illusory, vain, improbable.
→ What belongs to the world neglects eternal things, immortal for me, not eternal, not immortal for the world, is vain, illusory, neglects my son, love, thought, good, justice, peace, involves my son insistently, takes reason, heart, nags my son in thought, heart, reason, makes my son possess things that first seem beautiful in appearance, then are empty, poor.
→ The relative, the world is temporary, deceptive, intentionally false, must be understood for what it is, must not be loved, desired, overestimated, must be allowed to go, must be seen as non-existent, illusory and must not be feared.
→ Pain is the manifestation, the sign of unconsciousness, the evil destined to disappear, by nature ephemeral and illusory.
→ The world is by its nature painful, illusory and malicious towards you, but the evil is doomed to end and you are immortal.