My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.
→ 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.

→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

→ What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
→ 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.

→ I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses the world.
→ The father does not resign himself to leaving his children at the mercy of the world, he has planned for each child not to be alone, to have me as a father, love, the beauty of the union of this family that is of the Lord.
→ When I talk about things I do not intend the things of the world and I mean eternal things.
→ My thought, my heart and my palace are bigger than the world.
→ I create and not destroy, love and not hate, and I am not the darkness in this dark world, because I am the light.

→ 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.

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

→ I, God, the Lord, do not use my sons, I do not deceive him, I have always said who I am, who are you, what is the world, I work with intelligence, love and peace in the life of every my son.

→ I love you.
→ For you, for your love, I operate in every way and always.
→ The world, the whole cosmos, works to separate us with its illusion, but can not win our love, if you do not allow it.
→ You can fight the whole cosmos if you want, because you belong to eternity and you are my son.
→ Turn on and keep your love for me, think of me, let me live in you, and you'll see who you are.

→ The world, the whole cosmos, works to separate us with its illusion, but can not win our love, if you do not allow it.

→ The only value of the world's events is in promoting the awakening of my sons.

→ For the realized man, the events of the world count for nothing.

Recurrences in the text

→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.
→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
→ What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
→ I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses 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.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ I, God, the Lord, do not use my sons, I do not deceive him, I have always said who I am, who are you, what is the world, I work with intelligence, love and peace in the life of every my son.
→ I love you.
→ The world, the whole cosmos, works to separate us with its illusion, but can not win our love, if you do not allow it.
→ The only value of the world's events is in promoting the awakening of my sons.
→ For the realized man, the events of the world count for nothing.

Relative arguments