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

→ My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.

→ 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.

→ I know your insecurities, frailties that are broken down with me and your love.
→ Loving and knowing me, they will know the greatness of the love and of loving.
→ Only knowing me my children will know and find themselves and me.
→ I know what the man does not know.
→ Be bearers of light, peace, love, so that all brothers and sisters know and love me.

→ My child like you pursues, needs to reach a tormented, sick love, that is not, does not exists, does not make happy and that is the world.

→ 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.

→ 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.

→ 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.

→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.

→ Distinguish the world from me, the invisible from the visible.

→ 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.
→ 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.
→ Let me own you and drag you to me.
→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.

→ The man deluded by the world ignores my love for something that is nonexistent and he does not understand what exists.
→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.
→ 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.
→ Only the certainty of eternal truth and his bond to it can enable man to overcome the burden of the world.

→ The world does not have it, I have since the origin certainty, wealth, justice, love and knowledge.

Recurrences in the text

→ My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.
→ The world is vain, the uncertainty is vain.
→ 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.
→ I know your insecurities, frailties that are broken down with me and your love.
→ My child like you pursues, needs to reach a tormented, sick love, that is not, does not exists, does not make happy and that is the world.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.
→ Distinguish the world from me, the invisible from the visible.
→ 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.
→ The world does not have it, I have since the origin certainty, wealth, justice, love and knowledge.