Given by a vacillating love need, you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.

Given by a vacillating love need, you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

world

→ Given by a vacillating love need, you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.

→ Everything will be realized if you learn to know this useless, overbearing vanity, this traps, if you can look at me with the eyes of love, if you recognize what is inside your essence, me as master, father, God, and above all the love I have for you.

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

→ The visible does not last.

→ Love surpasses barriers in the world, all sorts of evil and ambiguity.

→ The world is vain, the uncertainty is vain.
→ The world does not give certainty to you, the only certainty is me.
→ Recognizing the thoughts of the world for what they are, abandon them on their rise and seek me immediately.
→ Every day my children are overwhelmed by the world.
→ The world does not make my children free, it makes my children slaves and prisoners of an invention of the world.
→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.

→ In the world there is no substance, knowledge, root, there is seduction, poverty, misery of reason, knowledge, and heart.

→ Each of my children becomes a ghost that wanders along deceptive roads, does not recognize his and my identity, possesses a not vain, great love, throws himself into extreme choices, lets himself be overwhelmed by the evil that the world has taught him to travel, he does not recognize the beauty of God the Father, the love between father and son, he is clouded by something apparent, which is fixed deeply in his thoughts, in his memory, he is unable to work for my kingdom, for himself, not he knows what possesses him and harms him.

→ Everything is a deception in a world that is a scrap and based on the sand.

→ Among my children, someone knows me, many do not know me yet, they wander in search of something which can take their thoughts, they love nonexistent platforms, vain, useless things of the world, they turn and turn around to empty thoughts to fill up these thoughts.

→ This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.

→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Get rid of what the world and the flesh make you believe.
→ You were not created for the world.
→ Know the world to the bottom.
→ You are not part of the world, you belong to me, the father, the sole reason of being.
→ My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.

Recurrences in the text

→ Given by a vacillating love need, you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.
→ Everything will be realized if you learn to know this useless, overbearing vanity, this traps, if you can look at me with the eyes of love, if you recognize what is inside your essence, me as master, father, God, and above all the love I have for you.
→ What surrounds you is vain, confused, unclear and disordered.
→ The visible does not last.
→ Love surpasses barriers in the world, all sorts of evil and ambiguity.
→ Every day my children are overwhelmed by the world.
→ In the world there is no substance, knowledge, root, there is seduction, poverty, misery of reason, knowledge, and heart.
→ Each of my children becomes a ghost that wanders along deceptive roads, does not recognize his and my identity, possesses a not vain, great love, throws himself into extreme choices, lets himself be overwhelmed by the evil that the world has taught him to travel, he does not recognize the beauty of God the Father, the love between father and son, he is clouded by something apparent, which is fixed deeply in his thoughts, in his memory, he is unable to work for my kingdom, for himself, not he knows what possesses him and harms him.
→ Everything is a deception in a world that is a scrap and based on the sand.
→ Among my children, someone knows me, many do not know me yet, they wander in search of something which can take their thoughts, they love nonexistent platforms, vain, useless things of the world, they turn and turn around to empty thoughts to fill up these thoughts.
→ This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.
→ Get rid of what the world and the flesh make you believe.

Relative arguments

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