My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.

My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.

→ The world is vain, the uncertainty is vain.

→ The world is overbearing, does not lead or attract you to me.

→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.

→ Do not mind the world, the uncertain and vain things.

→ My children don't feel loved.

→ This need of love drives my children to look into the confusion and disorder of the world.

→ I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.

→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.

→ You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
→ I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
→ 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.
→ You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.

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

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

→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.

Recurrences in the text

→ My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.
→ The world is vain, the uncertainty is vain.
→ The world is overbearing, does not lead or attract you to me.
→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.
→ Do not mind the world, the uncertain and vain things.
→ My children don't feel loved.
→ This need of love drives my children to look into the confusion and disorder of the world.
→ I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.
→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.
→ 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.
→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.
→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.

Relative arguments