Now the love is to announce that I am God, who generates love, authentic, deep and true love.

Now the love is to announce that I am God, who generates love, authentic, deep and true love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Now the love is to announce that I am God, who generates love, authentic, deep and true love.

→ The Lord God loves and when he loves he is everything, is everything.

→ I love everyone of you of a big, founded, sweeping and upsetting love

→ All your life turns and moves around me.

→ I do vibrate and live.

→ Now every piece of your life is crushed, you live a life broken by hate, falsity, seduction, vanity, by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children.
→ What surrounds man is disappointing and illusory.
→ Love between me and you is not disappointing, it is full and embraces the whole existence between me and you.

→ To call oneself son and father is the certainty, the security of dwelling and living in me, forever.

→ 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.

→ This is love, the father.

→ Live intensely for me.

→ I am in love with my children.

→ I love you sons.

→ 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.

→ Everything circles about love.

Recurrences in the text

→ Now the love is to announce that I am God, who generates love, authentic, deep and true love.
→ The Lord God loves and when he loves he is everything, is everything.
→ I love everyone of you of a big, founded, sweeping and upsetting love
→ All your life turns and moves around me.
→ I do vibrate and live.
→ Now every piece of your life is crushed, you live a life broken by hate, falsity, seduction, vanity, by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children.
→ To call oneself son and father is the certainty, the security of dwelling and living in me, forever.
→ 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.
→ This is love, the father.
→ Live intensely for me.
→ I am in love with my children.
→ I love you sons.
→ 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.
→ Everything circles about love.

Relative arguments