I love my children, I know that my children love me, they already possess love, they do not bring out love because they are taken by the poverty and misery of the world.
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.
→ 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 .
→ What belongs to the world neglects eternal things , immortal for me, which are not eternal , are not immortal for the world , it is vanity , illusory , it neglects my son , love , thought , good , justice , peace , involves my son with insistence , takes away my son 's reason , heart , harasses my son in thought , heart , reason , makes my son possess things that first seem beautiful in appearance , then turn out to be empty , poor .
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