I always bless my children as my children, descendants, created for love, in love, never abandoned, never deprived of love, who live every moment for my love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ What is visible is only visible , not safety , never makes my children happy , because they live a confused and disordered love .→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price , because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love .→ Given by a vacillating love need , you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.→ But you are attached to the world , to the things of the world , you do not recognize me, the father who always loves you, deeply , and who treats you in love .
→ Reaching a degree of such a condition is not difficult , is to abandon , to trust in me, to be possessed , to recognize this love and to be transformed from love .→ In silence my son must listen to me, listen to himself , find me, find himself , rejoice in the abundance of love , of the new condition of me as father and him as son .→ I am sure my sons will find me, they will be happy in this new beginning , in this new condition , finally discovered only by them.
→ I love you and I'm always with you.
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