My children are wandering pilgrims in the world, which does not know them, it has not heart, it does not think them like me and with my love intensity.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ You fight , act disorderly , confusingly , sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish .→ 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.→ This world proclaims and makes us experience the temporariness and precariousness of everything , in the false perspective of the final victory of pure nothingness , of total annihilation .
→ I recognize the difficulties of my children in seeking me, finding me, discovering this love , in their thoughts and in love .→ My children fatigue for nothing .→ My children are in charge of weights , burdens that oppress them everywhere , making them seduced , enraged , and attracted to nonexistent things .→ My children feel alone in wandering , in search of satisfying their existence , love they seek with force and they do not find in the world .→ So my children become part of a wrong degree of knowledge .→ My children are wandering pilgrims in the world , which does not know them, it has not heart , it does not think them like me and with my love intensity .→ I do not reproach my children for the difficulties and weakness they encounter .
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