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
→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price , because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love .→ The work I want you to do for me is that you work without getting tired for my kingdom , for my announcement , to dedicate yourselves to my word and to my listening , which is the greatest treasure for every man .→ Look at me, listen to me when I call you by name , whenever you can 't deal with situations , you lose control of every action , in every need .→ If you look for me in love , you think of me, you listen to me, in love you will find me and you, there will be no more difficulties and disturbances .
→ 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 .→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man , and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent , in a poverty which has relation with the anger , the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity .→ 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 .
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