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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ 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.

→ Arriving at this love, no man, no child needs the world anymore, because he already knows in depth, in a dimension of love, his condition is that of a child free from the world, from every sort of shell, armor that the world imposed on him, he is not a slave, a prisoner.

→ The man deluded by the world ignores my love for something that is nonexistent and he does not understand what exists.

→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.

→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.

→ 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.

→ Recognize the miracles I make in your life, in your existence, that happen, that you do not see, because you are taken from the worries of the world and of the flesh.

→ Everything is a deception in a world that is a scrap and based on the sand.

→ This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.

→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.

→ Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.

→ When I speak of love, I mean a formula of existence that appropriates the knowledge of mine, of your being, of infinite knowledge, going beyond a human plan, a formula of essential existence that is not explained in the world and that it only explains in me, God, master and father.

→ 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.

Recurrences in the text

→ 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.
→ Arriving at this love, no man, no child needs the world anymore, because he already knows in depth, in a dimension of love, his condition is that of a child free from the world, from every sort of shell, armor that the world imposed on him, he is not a slave, a prisoner.
→ The man deluded by the world ignores my love for something that is nonexistent and he does not understand what exists.
→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ 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.
→ Recognize the miracles I make in your life, in your existence, that happen, that you do not see, because you are taken from the worries of the world and of the flesh.
→ Everything is a deception in a world that is a scrap and based on the sand.
→ The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.
→ This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.
→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.
→ Every son must leave the world behind, what makes him unstable, confused, and deprives him of the eternity that belongs to him.
→ Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.
→ Now revelation is something wonderful for those who, in addition to experiencing, have full conviction of themselves and me.
→ When I speak of love, I mean a formula of existence that appropriates the knowledge of mine, of your being, of infinite knowledge, going beyond a human plan, a formula of essential existence that is not explained in the world and that it only explains in me, God, master and father.
→ My thought, my heart and my palace are bigger than the world.
→ 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.
→ In the world everything is wrong, not truth.