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.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain , nonexistent creations , work of a vain , illusory , unsure , uncertain world , that makes my children unconscious of the origin .→ If your actions push you towards confusion , towards incoherent attitudes , act more strongly in me, with love , recognize me, always recognize that every thought of yours , every sick act of yours is illusory , vain , improbable .
→ 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 .
→ I recognize the difficulties of my children in seeking me, finding me, discovering this love , in their thoughts and in love .→ My children fatigue for nothing .→ My children are in charge of weights , burdens that oppress them everywhere , making them seduced , enraged , and attracted to nonexistent things .→ My children feel alone in wandering , in search of satisfying their existence , love they seek with force and they do not find in the world .→ So my children become part of a wrong degree of knowledge .→ My children are wandering pilgrims in the world , which does not know them, it has not heart , it does not think them like me and with my love intensity .→ I do not reproach my children for the difficulties and weakness they encounter .
Relative arguments