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.

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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Do not get tired of looking.

→ Do not worry with thoughts which deceive and disappoint you.

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

→ My children don't feel loved.

→ I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.

→ 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.

→ 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.

→ Do not be overwhelmed by the world.

→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.

→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.

→ Every son must leave the world behind, what makes him unstable, confused, and deprives him of the eternity that belongs to him.

→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.

→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.

→ Do not get tired.

→ Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.

→ This life passes and escapes.

→ The world is not bigger than you.

Recurrences in the text

→ Do not get tired of looking.
→ Do not worry with thoughts which deceive and disappoint you.
→ I know your insecurities, frailties that are broken down with me and your love.
→ My children don't feel loved.
→ I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.
→ 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.
→ 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.
→ Do not be overwhelmed by the world.
→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Every son must leave the world behind, what makes him unstable, confused, and deprives him of the eternity that belongs to him.
→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.
→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
→ Do not get tired.
→ Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.
→ This life passes and escapes.
→ The world is not bigger than you.

Relative arguments