My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ The love generates joy and awareness, and it leads to me.
→ I want children aware of light and love.
→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.
→ Know, be aware, know me, love me.
→ For a long time I tried to talk to you, but you did not listen to me, you were not aware of it.

→ 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.

→ Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.

→ Love between me and you is not disappointing, it is full and embraces the whole existence between me and you.

→ Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.

→ When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.

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

→ I am not poverty.

→ My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.

→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.

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

Recurrences in the text

→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
→ What surrounds man is disappointing and illusory.
→ Love between me and you is not disappointing, it is full and embraces the whole existence between me and you.
→ Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.
→ When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.
→ Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.
→ I am not poverty.
→ My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.
→ My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.
→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.
→ 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 conditions my children, creates for my children what seduces them and what will fall down with the being of my children.