My love is truth, wisdom, joy, happiness and delectation.

→ My love is truth, wisdom, joy, happiness and delectation.
→ My lips are infinite sweetness.
→ What surrounds you is nothing.
→ Everything is vain.
→ I, the Lord God, am pure happiness and I will draw everyone to me with my love.
→ Love is a descent, a bond, the complete realization of being father's children, of a father who loves and nothing else.
→ True love attracts, conquers, circulates insistently in every man, is pure, not seducing or vain.
→ I am not vain.
→ This harmony becomes a proclamation of light, forges, makes luminous the child of the light, which involves the thoughts in depth to make them pure, in fullness and in that conviction of safe belonging.
→ This harmony starts and spreads from me to you.
→ Sweetly scream father we love you, we want to be with you, you are unique to us.
→ Day after day my children live bombarded by situations they don't want and find themselves living.
→ Vanity, emptiness, nothingness, the visible hurts.