I am the only love and realization you all look for.

I am the only love and realization you all look for.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ I am the only love and realization you all look for.

→ Do not get tired of looking.
→ Do not worry with thoughts which deceive and disappoint you.
→ I want you to have no trouble and do not be afraid to love me.
→ Do not bother about what is vain, not important and nothing.

→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.
→ Do not be fooled by the world.
→ Don't believe what deceives you.
→ The temporary deceives.

→ Do not worry if sometimes you do not look for me, taken by the torments and the pesters of a life spent in the world.

→ Loving even for few moments of love towards me is huge and full of me.

→ I want children full of love, in joy, who do not worry in the seek, who live in me, for me and in the delicacy of this love.

→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.

→ I want you to have no trouble and do not be afraid to love me.

→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.

→ Do not bother about what is vain, not important and nothing.

→ Love.
→ Do not hold back from love.
→ Put out gently, freely, without fear or affection what I have put in you.
→ Freely expand the love, that gives light, balance, harmony and makes you reflect in the light in me.
→ Announce that the lord loves all his children, does not exclude you from the kingdom of his love, daily brings you and holds you into his heart of father.

→ I'm not deluding and not seductive.

→ 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.

→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.

→ 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.

→ Do not hate.

→ Let me assess, don't be too demanding.
→ Finding the right level of commitment is already a good value.
→ Surrendering to my love is already a great trust.
→ Balance finds the right commitment with faith.
→ Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.

Recurrences in the text

→ I am the only love and realization you all look for.
→ Do not get tired of looking.
→ Do not worry with thoughts which deceive and disappoint you.
→ Do not worry if sometimes you do not look for me, taken by the torments and the pesters of a life spent in the world.
→ Loving even for few moments of love towards me is huge and full of me.
→ I want children full of love, in joy, who do not worry in the seek, who live in me, for me and in the delicacy of this love.
→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.
→ I want you to have no trouble and do not be afraid to love me.
→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.
→ Do not bother about what is vain, not important and nothing.
→ Put out gently, freely, without fear or affection what I have put in you.
→ I'm not deluding and not seductive.
→ 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.
→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.
→ 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.
→ Do not hate.
→ Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.

Relative arguments