In front of each of my sons who love me I am moved.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
Recurrences in the text
- → In front of each of my sons who love me I am moved.
- → I am here.
- → Do not get tired of looking.
- → The knowledge of my love is the essence of my origin, the blossoming of the belief of my children, who enter into me, are part of me, the knowledge of their own thoughts and the thoughts that make you slaves.
- → Concentrate on this love.
- → My home, where I live is light and love.
- → Every thought not addressed to me will be destroyed.
- → Reaching love is the secret and the beauty of eternal life.
- → From the creation I have put love in each my child.
- → This is true, pure, free love, that has joy, which is only the encounter, the link and the union with me God and father.
- → Every attitude, thought, act of love towards me is the realization accomplished, achieved.
- → From the creation I thought to you with love.
- → Do not bother about what is vain, not important and nothing.
- → Worry with cheerfulness for me.
- → My children need such love to open their heart, their reason for existence and life.
- → My children are not weak, fragile, they must recognize, understand that such poverty can be enriched in me, that all the miseries that surround them, overwhelm them, is not misery and is richness.
Relative arguments