Get rid of what torments you or makes you fall, because everything is supported by this love, I am the eternal rock, the pillar, the primary column and nothing can hurt you or fall you down.

Get rid of what torments you or makes you fall, because everything is supported by this love, I am the eternal rock, the pillar, the primary column and nothing can hurt you or fall you down.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

of this love

→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.

→ These thoughts, when they arise, usually belong to the world, which generates mud, overbearing and vanity.

→ 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.

→ This need of love drives my children to look into the confusion and disorder of the world.

→ 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.

→ 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.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.
→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.

→ Do not be fooled by the world.

→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.

→ The world conditions my children, creates for my children what seduces them and what will fall down with the being of my children.

→ Do not get tired.

→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.

→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.

→ You are conditioned, bombed and involved by the world.

→ The world can not do anything to you, it can not destroy this love between you and me, it can distort and deform only the reality that belongs to it.
→ My sons, knock down your insecurities, every illusion and disappointment, destroy what causes pain, poverty and deception, free yourself from what hurts you, reflecting in silence that evil can not do anything because I am the only, immortal and indestructible certainty.
→ Get rid of what torments you or makes you fall, because everything is supported by this love, I am the eternal rock, the pillar, the primary column and nothing can hurt you or fall you down.
→ Do not be afraid, the world can not do anything to you.
→ If you don't let it, the world can't do anything to you or possess you.

Recurrences in the text

→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.
→ These thoughts, when they arise, usually belong to the world, which generates mud, overbearing and vanity.
→ 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.
→ This need of love drives my children to look into the confusion and disorder of the world.
→ 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.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Do not be fooled by the world.
→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
→ The world conditions my children, creates for my children what seduces them and what will fall down with the being of my children.
→ Do not get tired.
→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.
→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.
→ You are conditioned, bombed and involved by the world.
→ Get rid of what torments you or makes you fall, because everything is supported by this love, I am the eternal rock, the pillar, the primary column and nothing can hurt you or fall you down.

Relative arguments