Donate with love and love continually.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.

→ The justice between me and you is not of the world, it is not reflected in guilt, it is of the spirit of the father, it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons, it is reflected, it spreads in the love that is not poor, not solitary, not superficial, it is deep, complete, that, if it is already known and possessed, it fills, transforms my son.

→ Happy my sons, who shine in my path and happy I walking with them and bringing them into my heart.

→ I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.

→ My sons now live lost, one day they will understand much more, who I am, where I come from, infinite things, that every son understands, if he abandons himself completely in me, that I am God and above all father.

→ Do not look for things that do not last.

→ I am here for every man, for every son, I do not treat him with contempt or cruelly, I treat him as a son, with love and generosity.

→ Even the most terrible is always my son.

→ My kingdom and I are love and we live happy in happy love.

Recurrences in the text

→ Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.
→ You are mine and marvelous.
→ You are love.
→ Donate with love and love continually.
→ Let me own you and drag you to me.
→ The justice between me and you is not of the world, it is not reflected in guilt, it is of the spirit of the father, it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons, it is reflected, it spreads in the love that is not poor, not solitary, not superficial, it is deep, complete, that, if it is already known and possessed, it fills, transforms my son.
→ My thoughts of love are indestructible.
→ Children, I love you, I want love, joy, abandonment and trust.
→ I want love in abundance, to fill and overflow every my container.
→ Happy are those who continually desire me as a father, they feel and wish to be children.
→ Happy my sons, who shine in my path and happy I walking with them and bringing them into my heart.
→ I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.
→ My sons now live lost, one day they will understand much more, who I am, where I come from, infinite things, that every son understands, if he abandons himself completely in me, that I am God and above all father.
→ Do not look for things that do not last.
→ I am here for every man, for every son, I do not treat him with contempt or cruelly, I treat him as a son, with love and generosity.
→ Even the most terrible is always my son.
→ My kingdom and I are love and we live happy in happy love.