Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ My children are fought , struggling in the vanity of confusion , not living in intelligence , living in misery , wandering in places , thoughts that do not exist , that they can not recognize , because every day the world seduces , fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile .→ Every day their life breaks apart , because they do not want to recognize what is visible and nonexistent .→ The road to the world was difficult , hard , because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin , what was important .→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .
→ Each of my children becomes a ghost that wanders along deceptive roads , does not recognize his and my identity , possesses a not vain , great love , throws himself into extreme choices , lets himself be overwhelmed by the evil that the world has taught him to travel , he does not recognize the beauty of God the Father , the love between father and son , he is clouded by something apparent , which is fixed deeply in his thoughts , in his memory , he is unable to work for my kingdom , for himself , not he knows what possesses him and harms him .→ Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own , that the world has labeled , sculpted , he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world , he must only be able to find me, my light , his light and his love .
→ All the game in the world , all the power of illusion tries to influence what you believe , your way of knowing , but it can not change your nature .→ This pain , this illusion has no sense or outlet in itself , it is functional to your awakening , to ignite your intelligence and your love for the truth .→ The world is by nature fragile , temporary , constantly trying to delude and disappoint you, to convince you that you have its nature , that you are fragile , temporary , and you belong to it.
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