Dear sons, seek love, goodness, peace and you will find me, flourish, do not let yourselves wither, shine, do not let yourselves be obscured, love continually, live for me, because I live for you, and do not let yourselves be struck by the iniquity of the world, which leads into darkness.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ 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 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.
→ 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.
→ My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.

→ 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.

→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.

→ 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.

→ Love between me and you is not disappointing, it is full and embraces the whole existence between me and you.

→ Dear sons, seek love, goodness, peace and you will find me, flourish, do not let yourselves wither, shine, do not let yourselves be obscured, love continually, live for me, because I live for you, and do not let yourselves be struck by the iniquity of the world, which leads into darkness.

→ When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.

→ The real importance is not about the world, it is about knowledge, the essence for which every child is born and lives, the only basis of existence, the love that leads to eternity.

→ My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.

Recurrences in the text

→ 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.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.
→ 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.
→ Love between me and you is not disappointing, it is full and embraces the whole existence between me and you.
→ Dear sons, seek love, goodness, peace and you will find me, flourish, do not let yourselves wither, shine, do not let yourselves be obscured, love continually, live for me, because I live for you, and do not let yourselves be struck by the iniquity of the world, which leads into darkness.
→ When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.
→ The real importance is not about the world, it is about knowledge, the essence for which every child is born and lives, the only basis of existence, the love that leads to eternity.
→ My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.
→ My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.