Be bearers of light, peace, love, so that all brothers and sisters know and love me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
- → I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
- → Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
- → You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
- → Love is this bind, this bound of love that one has for the other, fully desired and not opposed.
- → I desire that my children know this important love, they take possession of this love and they convince themselves of what i have for them and they for me.
- → I want from you the knowledge of love, of thoughts, of truth, of what I am for you and the understanding of love towards me.
- → I want you to know me, that you all understand that great love that is consumed, ignites only for you, creatures of a divine being, eternal father of every man.
- → When love, which is me, is attained at this level, knowledge of me reveals itself in its fullness and awareness.
- → This is the heart of the root of being children, it leads to the fullness of love and makes you live in the greatness of love.
- → If you bring out all the love you have, you will be able to reach me in fullness, in light, in love, in essence, in knowledge, you will be part of me and you will enter my home.
- → The son who recognizes me knows me in the face, in essence, knows all about me, love in all its truth and fullness.
Relative arguments