My children turn, spin, fall on the same difficulties, they can't understand, they can't comprehend my nature, the essence of God the father, this love given, which is only for all of them.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ I, Lord God , look at you with tenderness , I join you in your torments , in your choices , at every moment , always, I never break from you, I never break the love for you, I know your disappointments , as you live in this world that does not love you and does not belong to you.→ When I see my tormented children , I understand their difficulties , that there is light but they do not see it, that I am there , but they prefer to me what belongs to the world and to the flesh .
→ The cosmic illusion continually attacks you through all that of it to which you attach yourself , beginning with the body , yet this illusion , however great it may be , can do nothing to you.→ The illusion , the thought that moves away from the truth , tries to feed itself , by nature it cannot exist , it tends to annihilate itself , to fail its purpose .→ My son , signal , show your brothers the contradictory and illusory nature of the world , so that they can understand that they belong to the eternal truth .
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