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.

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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price, because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love.

→ Every game in the world will have an end.
→ Fear is produced by the world, it is not love.
→ Remember the illusion of the world, of fearing nothing, of going through the difficulties like a game, remember that nothing temporary is consistent.
→ Your journey in the world is a temporary game, you are the son of the Most High, do not fear the world, do not worship it and do not submit to it.

→ But you are attached to the world, to the things of the world, you do not recognize me, the father who always loves you, deeply, and who treats you in love.

→ If your actions push you towards confusion, towards incoherent attitudes, act more strongly in me, with love, recognize me, always recognize that every thought of yours, every sick act of yours is illusory, vain, improbable.

→ What surrounds you is vain, confused, unclear and disordered.

→ I don't want the children to let themselves be taken by the snares of the world, of the flesh, by the flattery of that world that drags them and pushes them not to seek me, not to possess me, not to feel loved.

→ My children have not been created for this world, they have been created for something big, huge, wonderful, and for love towards me and then toward them.

→ The visible does not last.
→ Everything in me is never appearance, it is clarity, purity, true love, manifest essence, reached only in the love between you and me, possible, which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father.
→ Do not love, do not want for you and do not look for things or relationships that are vain, false, empty, apparent, not sincere.

→ Love surpasses barriers in the world, all sorts of evil and ambiguity.

→ The world can not do anything to you, it can not destroy this love between you and me, it can distort and deform only the reality that belongs to it.

→ The Lord God insistently, gently looks at his children projected into the world, knows that his children are paralyzed by a nonexistent mechanism which absorbs them until makes them phantoms and ghosts.

→ Even from that mud, from that misery I can transform, change everything in light, because the world is null and nothing.
→ 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.
→ The world can not give you anything, it gives you only an empty, hypocrite, false, seductive, vain existence and life.
→ Nothing gets lost or mislaid, because the world is nothing.
→ 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.

→ 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.

→ The world is vain, the uncertainty is vain.
→ The world does not give certainty to you, the only certainty is me.
→ Recognizing the thoughts of the world for what they are, abandon them on their rise and seek me immediately.
→ Every day my children are overwhelmed by the world.
→ The world does not make my children free, it makes my children slaves and prisoners of an invention of the world.
→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.

→ The world keeps my children constantly testing with a useless, superficial and empty mechanism.

→ In the world there is no substance, knowledge, root, there is seduction, poverty, misery of reason, knowledge, and heart.

→ The world does not make my children free, it makes my children slaves and prisoners of an invention of the world.

→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.

Recurrences in the text

→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price, because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love.
→ Given by a vacillating love need, you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.
→ But you are attached to the world, to the things of the world, you do not recognize me, the father who always loves you, deeply, and who treats you in love.
→ If your actions push you towards confusion, towards incoherent attitudes, act more strongly in me, with love, recognize me, always recognize that every thought of yours, every sick act of yours is illusory, vain, improbable.
→ What surrounds you is vain, confused, unclear and disordered.
→ I don't want the children to let themselves be taken by the snares of the world, of the flesh, by the flattery of that world that drags them and pushes them not to seek me, not to possess me, not to feel loved.
→ My children have not been created for this world, they have been created for something big, huge, wonderful, and for love towards me and then toward them.
→ The visible does not last.
→ Love surpasses barriers in the world, all sorts of evil and ambiguity.
→ The world can not do anything to you, it can not destroy this love between you and me, it can distort and deform only the reality that belongs to it.
→ The Lord God insistently, gently looks at his children projected into the world, knows that his children are paralyzed by a nonexistent mechanism which absorbs them until makes them phantoms and ghosts.
→ Even from that mud, from that misery I can transform, change everything in light, because the world is null and nothing.
→ 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.
→ Every day my children are overwhelmed by the world.
→ The world keeps my children constantly testing with a useless, superficial and empty mechanism.
→ In the world there is no substance, knowledge, root, there is seduction, poverty, misery of reason, knowledge, and heart.
→ The world does not make my children free, it makes my children slaves and prisoners of an invention of the world.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.

Relative arguments