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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

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

→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.

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

→ Every my child seeks love, sweetness that he does not find in the world and in the flesh.

→ When I talk about things I do not intend the things of the world and I mean eternal things.

→ Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
→ 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.
→ In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.

→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Get rid of what the world and the flesh make you believe.
→ You were not created for the world.
→ Know the world to the bottom.
→ You are not part of the world, you belong to me, the father, the sole reason of being.
→ My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.

→ Know the world to the bottom.

→ Look at the world.

→ Do not trust the world and the illusions of the world.

→ Everything in me is never appearance, it is clarity, purity, true love, manifest essence, reached only in the love between you and me, possible, which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father.

→ I, God, the Lord, do not use my sons, I do not deceive him, I have always said who I am, who are you, what is the world, I work with intelligence, love and peace in the life of every my son.

Recurrences in the text

→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.
→ The world can not give you anything, it gives you only an empty, hypocrite, false, seductive, vain existence and life.
→ 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.
→ Everything is a deception in a world that is a scrap and based on the sand.
→ Every my child seeks love, sweetness that he does not find in the world and in the flesh.
→ The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.
→ Among my children, someone knows me, many do not know me yet, they wander in search of something which can take their thoughts, they love nonexistent platforms, vain, useless things of the world, they turn and turn around to empty thoughts to fill up these thoughts.
→ When I talk about things I do not intend the things of the world and I mean eternal things.
→ Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
→ You were not created for the world.
→ Know the world to the bottom.
→ Look at the world.
→ You are not part of the world, you belong to me, the father, the sole reason of being.
→ Do not trust the world and the illusions of the world.
→ Everything in me is never appearance, it is clarity, purity, true love, manifest essence, reached only in the love between you and me, possible, which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father.
→ Nothing gets lost or mislaid, because the world is nothing.
→ I, God, the Lord, do not use my sons, I do not deceive him, I have always said who I am, who are you, what is the world, I work with intelligence, love and peace in the life of every my son.