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

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.

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

→ 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.

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

→ You are my child.
→ What I create is not lost and remains mine.
→ You are mine.

→ I desire your love, that you feel for me, that you approach me.
→ I want my children the same security and certainty in the love that I have for them.
→ I want children that love me with light and love, because to love me is light and love.
→ I just want love, abandonment, confidence, consistency of finding and seeking me.
→ I always want you to come to me with pure love, without waiting for perfection.

→ The secret of your life, of my life is that love in every form is at first imperfect, it becomes perfect if you trust me and in yourself, and at the point of arrival is accomplished in full.

Recurrences in the text

→ Respond to love.
→ Do not be afraid.
→ You are mine and marvelous.
→ This love is accomplished and revealed wonder.
→ You are love.
→ When I say pure I mean the root of being uncontaminated, not corrupt, incorruptible and invisible.
→ The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
→ True love is incorruptible.
→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.
→ 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.
→ My kingdom and I are love and we live happy in happy love.
→ You are mine.
→ Creation is eternal love, shared, fulfilled and addressed to you, loved sons.
→ I always want you to come to me with pure love, without waiting for perfection.
→ The secret of your life, of my life is that love in every form is at first imperfect, it becomes perfect if you trust me and in yourself, and at the point of arrival is accomplished in full.