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.

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

Argument

now

→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.

→ The world is overbearing, does not lead or attract you to me.

→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.

→ To know me is not difficult or complicated, because I am not complicated.

→ The Lord God is the incorruptible knowledge, substance and essence of the love.

→ The father is the knowledge, the purest essence, the love which involves and makes free every my child.

→ The knowledge of my love is the essence of my origin, the blossoming of the belief of my children, who enter into me, are part of me, the knowledge of their own thoughts and the thoughts that make you slaves.

→ You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.

→ 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.

→ 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.

→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.

→ This love makes him fully acquainted with himself and me.
→ Open, open wide your eyes gently in me until you acknowledge me.
→ Love opens the doors of the heart, reason, light, knowledge, and eternity, which I am, the loved father, who loves you.
→ Having come to this knowledge, my children want to interrupt that slavery, be no more prisoners of a collapsing building, understand the illusions, the disappointments born of the world and the flesh.
→ The correct knowledge allows each son to distinguish clearly, definitively, who is the father, to live in love, in the presence of the father, and to know that he is important in me and for me.
→ This knowledge of oneself and me already exists in my child, is forgotten and removed.
→ God, the father, the spirit, my being, my knowledge is endless and sweetness love.

→ What surrounds man is disappointing and illusory.
→ Do not love the illusion.
→ I exist, I am not illusion.

→ Recognize that you are my sons, much more than sons, that you are not a wrapper, a armor, that you have been created for this union, for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.

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

Recurrences in the text

→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.
→ The world is overbearing, does not lead or attract you to me.
→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.
→ To know me is not difficult or complicated, because I am not complicated.
→ The Lord God is the incorruptible knowledge, substance and essence of the love.
→ The father is the knowledge, the purest essence, the love which involves and makes free every my child.
→ The knowledge of my love is the essence of my origin, the blossoming of the belief of my children, who enter into me, are part of me, the knowledge of their own thoughts and the thoughts that make you slaves.
→ You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.
→ This love makes him fully acquainted with himself and me.
→ What surrounds man is disappointing and illusory.
→ Recognize that you are my sons, much more than sons, that you are not a wrapper, a armor, that you have been created for this union, for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.
→ Distinguish the world from me, the invisible from the visible.

Relative arguments