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.

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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

substance

→ I am powerful, strong God, wisdom, intelligence, full joy, light, especially total, comprehensible love, I am your everything, supreme essence and knowledge.
→ I, the Lord God, am holy, strong, immortal, especially your father of love.
→ When man finds true love, love fills him, in his heart he reaches a degree of love so great, strong, that he cannot contain it, which is reflected on himself, on me, on every son and brother.
→ I, the Lord God, am eternal, holy, strong and immortal father.

→ My knowledge, intelligence and joy is not vain.

→ Do not wander in the things of the world, do not worry about what makes you suffer.

→ I know your insecurities, frailties that are broken down with me and your love.

→ You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.

→ Now every piece of your life is crushed, you live a life broken by hate, falsity, seduction, vanity, by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children.
→ Everything will be done and each piece will take the place that it will have to take in the greatness of God.
→ 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.

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

→ 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.

→ 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.

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

→ 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.

→ Arriving at this love, no man, no child needs the world anymore, because he already knows in depth, in a dimension of love, his condition is that of a child free from the world, from every sort of shell, armor that the world imposed on him, he is not a slave, a prisoner.

→ 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.

Recurrences in the text

→ I am powerful, strong God, wisdom, intelligence, full joy, light, especially total, comprehensible love, I am your everything, supreme essence and knowledge.
→ My knowledge, intelligence and joy is not vain.
→ Do not wander in the things of the world, do not worry about what makes you suffer.
→ I know your insecurities, frailties that are broken down with me and your love.
→ You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
→ Now every piece of your life is crushed, you live a life broken by hate, falsity, seduction, vanity, by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children.
→ This need of love drives my children to look into the confusion and disorder of the world.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ What surrounds you is vain, confused, unclear and disordered.
→ 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.
→ Arriving at this love, no man, no child needs the world anymore, because he already knows in depth, in a dimension of love, his condition is that of a child free from the world, from every sort of shell, armor that the world imposed on him, he is not a slave, a prisoner.
→ 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.

Relative arguments