My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

in my heart

→ I am God, above all a passionate father, who rejoices in seeing his children who understand that they are loved by me, they look inside me and within themselves, they know my greatness in love, they activate within themselves that love they are looking for for a long time and have never been able to understand, because they were seduced by the world.
→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.
→ Love is the extraordinary encounter between me father and you children, overcoming these boundaries and the world, stopping on me, the eternal father, only with love, only with love.

→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.

→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.

→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

→ What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.

→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.

→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.

→ The world can not give you anything, it gives you only an empty, hypocrite, false, seductive, vain existence and life.

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

→ Every my child seeks love, sweetness that he does not find in the world and in the flesh.

→ The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.

→ When I speak of love, I mean a formula of existence that appropriates the knowledge of mine, of your being, of infinite knowledge, going beyond a human plan, a formula of essential existence that is not explained in the world and that it only explains in me, God, master and father.
→ 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.

→ Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.

→ You were not created for the world.

→ Know the world to the bottom.

→ Look at the world.

Recurrences in the text

→ Love is the extraordinary encounter between me father and you children, overcoming these boundaries and the world, stopping on me, the eternal father, only with love, only with love.
→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.
→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.
→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
→ What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.
→ The world can not give you anything, it gives you only an empty, hypocrite, false, seductive, vain existence and life.
→ Everything is a deception in a world that is a scrap and based on the sand.
→ Every my child seeks love, sweetness that he does not find in the world and in the flesh.
→ The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.
→ 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.
→ Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
→ You were not created for the world.
→ Know the world to the bottom.
→ Look at the world.

Relative arguments