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.

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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

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→ The love makes me reachable.

→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.

→ My project is the knowledge of me father, that knowledge of love, the conviction of never wanting to detach from me and of feeling me indispensable.

→ To know me is not difficult or complicated, because I am not complicated.
→ 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 the son feels and lives every moment in love, because he has really known me in love, he is convinced, in awareness, in realization, my son, he understands me, the love he has inside and outside.
→ Loving is to meet me, to know me and to know oneself.

→ The Lord God is the incorruptible knowledge, substance and essence of the love.

→ Wisdom is my root and the fruit of my breast.

→ Now you know anymore.

→ My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.

→ 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.

→ This love makes him fully acquainted with himself and me.

→ Your thoughts are inspired in greater quantity by the uncertainty, vanity and seduction of the world, which does not belong to you.
→ 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.

→ The road to the world was difficult, hard, because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin, what was important.

Recurrences in the text

→ The love makes me reachable.
→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.
→ My project is the knowledge of me father, that knowledge of love, the conviction of never wanting to detach from me and of feeling me indispensable.
→ To know me is not difficult or complicated, because I am not complicated.
→ The Lord God is the incorruptible knowledge, substance and essence of the love.
→ Wisdom is my root and the fruit of my breast.
→ Now you know anymore.
→ My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.
→ 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.
→ This love makes him fully acquainted with himself and me.
→ 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.
→ The road to the world was difficult, hard, because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin, what was important.

Relative arguments