My child, I have created you, created in love, I have always called you by name, I have always been with you, without ever detaching myself, I have given you from the beginning intelligence, knowledge, love, all that you needed, of you I know everything, every difficulty, disturbance and worry.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father .→ Each encounter is tender sweetness and love .→ I love you with tenderness , with sweetness , always, first and for ever.→ When my child discovers this beauty , knowledge , he can no longer do without me, belong to me, stay with me and I am enough .→ The world invades my son overwhelmingly , in anguish , it has no law , no rule of love , it uses means that overwhelm , it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction , it uses my son , it takes possession of my son without delicacy , without gentleness , without love , it struggles to possess , to use my son with pain , with torment and with breathlessness .
→ I know your insecurities , frailties that are broken down with me and your love .→ My children walk along roads , ways that are not theirs , in a love that makes them confused and fragile .→ I desire children , I do not desire ghosts , weak , fragile men , without love , disappointed , deceived , insecure , afraid of loving and being loved .→ In fragility you will find indestructibility , in pain joy , in the slavery of mechanism absolute freedom .
→ My child , I have created you, created in love , I have always called you by name , I have always been with you, without ever detaching myself , I have given you from the beginning intelligence , knowledge , love , all that you needed , of you I know everything , every difficulty , disturbance and worry .
→ Your whole life is busy , revolves around empty , non-existent things , nothingness , loses sight of existing things , such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence .→ If the son looks inside himself silently , he begins to reflect with love , detached from what damages and fills his thoughts , his reason , his heart , finally he manages to find me, he is in my presence , he finds himself , me, his and my origins , he knows deeply the love , the light , the balance lost wandering in the inconstant world .→ In search of love over time , the divine being becomes corrupted and materialized , then recovers what he had lost , enriching himself in multiplicity .→ Nervous , habitual , profound emotional inconstancy is painful , lacking in self -confidence and in one 's own purposes , but it can always evolve in the search and in the pursuit of a better state .
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