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

→ Divert every single useless thought not directed towards me.
→ Your thoughts for me make sense.
→ The knowledge of my love is the essence of my origin, the blossoming of the belief of my children, who enter into me, are part of me, the knowledge of their own thoughts and the thoughts that make you slaves.

→ 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.
→ Believe me, think of me, who am God and father.

→ You, children, need a huge quantity of love, which has not to be sought in the world, has to be sought in me, who am endless love.

→ Do not get tired of looking.
→ I want children full of love, in joy, who do not worry in the seek, who live in me, for me and in the delicacy of this love.
→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.
→ I want you to have no trouble and do not be afraid to love me.
→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.

→ 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.

→ 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.

→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.

→ Your whole life is busy, revolves around empty, non-existent things, nothingness, loses sight of existing things, such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.
→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.

Recurrences in the text

→ Divert every single useless thought not directed towards me.
→ 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.
→ You, children, need a huge quantity of love, which has not to be sought in the world, has to be sought in me, who am endless love.
→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.
→ My children don't feel loved.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ Whoever finds me, finds, reaches peace, justice, purity, full light, full love, the freedom to truly be a child who moves, acts, walks in me and in love.
→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.