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

your love

→ The love makes me reachable.

→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.

→ Love, know what it means to love.
→ If you know love, you know me, your father who keeps you.
→ Know God, learn to know your all.
→ If you should know my love.
→ Wisdom is my root and the fruit of my breast.

→ The realization of my project lies precisely in knowing, recognizing this indispensable love that I feel for you children, that you children feel for me, who am hidden, real and true.

→ I recognize the difficulties of my children in seeking me, finding me, discovering this love, in their thoughts and in love.
→ Every thought not addressed to me will be destroyed.
→ I want them to push, that they head to love, that every attitude and thought is addressed to me.

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

→ Finding me is not difficult or complicated.

→ Wisdom is my root and the fruit of my breast.

→ I know your insecurities, frailties that are broken down with me and your love.

→ Today I reveal myself saying that I am here for all of you, with equal love for everyone and insistent.
→ I am not only in you, I am in every man and in everyone I manifest myself, understanding your difficulties.
→ I love my children, all in equal measure.

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

→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.
→ Your whole life is busy, revolves around empty, non-existent things, nothingness, loses sight of existing things, such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.

→ 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.

→ My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.

→ I participate in all that you live in the world, your joys and your sorrows.

→ Arriving at this love, no man, no child needs the world anymore, because he already knows in depth, in a dimension of love, his condition is that of a child free from the world, from every sort of shell, armor that the world imposed on him, he is not a slave, a prisoner.

→ If you look for me in love, you think of me, you listen to me, in love you will find me and you, there will be no more difficulties and disturbances.

Recurrences in the text

→ The love makes me reachable.
→ Love is fulfilled with truth until it enters you.
→ If you should know my love.
→ The realization of my project lies precisely in knowing, recognizing this indispensable love that I feel for you children, that you children feel for me, who am hidden, real and true.
→ I recognize the difficulties of my children in seeking me, finding me, discovering this love, in their thoughts and in love.
→ To know me is not difficult or complicated, because I am not complicated.
→ Finding me is not difficult or complicated.
→ Wisdom is my root and the fruit of my breast.
→ I know your insecurities, frailties that are broken down with me and your love.
→ I am not only in you, I am in every man and in everyone I manifest myself, understanding your difficulties.
→ You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.
→ 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.
→ My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.
→ I participate in all that you live in the world, your joys and your sorrows.
→ Arriving at this love, no man, no child needs the world anymore, because he already knows in depth, in a dimension of love, his condition is that of a child free from the world, from every sort of shell, armor that the world imposed on him, he is not a slave, a prisoner.
→ If you look for me in love, you think of me, you listen to me, in love you will find me and you, there will be no more difficulties and disturbances.

Relative arguments