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

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

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

in my heart

→ The world is vain and it makes no sense.

→ 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.

→ What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price, because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love.
→ Given by a vacillating love need, you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.
→ But you are attached to the world, to the things of the world, you do not recognize me, the father who always loves you, deeply, and who treats you in love.

→ I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses the world.

→ 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.
→ Everything will be done and each piece will take the place that it will have to take in the greatness of God.
→ 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.

→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price, because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love.

Recurrences in the text

→ The world is vain and it makes no sense.
→ 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.
→ What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
→ I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses the world.
→ Everything will be done and each piece will take the place that it will have to take in the greatness of God.
→ Day after day my children fight and pay an high price, because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love.

Relative arguments

world