My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.

→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

→ Happy are those who live in me and for me, for the love that they have for me and I have for them.
→ Everyone lives in me in the light.
→ Even the world will move away from you if it does not find prey, if it finds victorious men, who live in me and for me.
→ Detach yourself from the world and live fully in me.
→ You are always inside of me, you live in me.

→ 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.
→ In the world there is no substance, knowledge, root, there is seduction, poverty, misery of reason, knowledge, and heart.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.

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

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

→ Look at the world.

→ You have resources and riches greater 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.
→ The world is not bigger than you.

Recurrences in the text

→ Love is the extraordinary encounter between me father and you children, overcoming these boundaries and the world, stopping on me, the eternal father, only with love, only with love.
→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.
→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.
→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
→ What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
→ I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses the world.
→ Everything will be done and each piece will take the place that it will have to take in the greatness of God.
→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price, because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ Look at the world.
→ You have resources and riches greater than the world.