My love overwhelms and makes you free, free to love, free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy, in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine.

My love overwhelms and makes you free, free to love, free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy, in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

insistent

→ My love overwhelms and makes you free, free to love, free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy, in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine.

→ Your thoughts for me make sense.

→ These thoughts, when they arise, usually belong to the world, which generates mud, overbearing and vanity.
→ When the thoughts reappear, and I know that they reappear insistent and overbearing, they bring you to the world.
→ Remove with all your strength the vanities, deceptions, seductions, arrogance of the world and of the flesh.
→ Love me even in imperfection, without bullying, without putting obstacles and without resistance.
→ In a world of risks and changes announce to the brothers the saving power of my word.

→ When the thoughts reappear, and I know that they reappear insistent and overbearing, they bring you to the world.

→ Put me and an insistent love in front of the incorrect and unworthy thoughts, which darken the mind and make you ignoring me, the father.

→ 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.

→ From the creation I thought to you with love.

→ 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.

→ My children are not weak, fragile, they must recognize, understand that such poverty can be enriched in me, that all the miseries that surround them, overwhelm them, is not misery and is richness.

→ Many enclosures, difficulties and confusions arise in the thoughts of every my child.

→ Know what I have revealed to you.

→ 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.

→ Think that your father never leaves you alone, that you have not been created to be prisoners, that you are free and children of the father.

→ The road to the world was difficult, hard, because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin, what was important.

→ Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.

→ I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.

Recurrences in the text

→ My love overwhelms and makes you free, free to love, free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy, in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine.
→ Your thoughts for me make sense.
→ These thoughts, when they arise, usually belong to the world, which generates mud, overbearing and vanity.
→ When the thoughts reappear, and I know that they reappear insistent and overbearing, they bring you to the world.
→ Put me and an insistent love in front of the incorrect and unworthy thoughts, which darken the mind and make you ignoring me, the father.
→ 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.
→ From the creation I thought to you with love.
→ 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.
→ My children are not weak, fragile, they must recognize, understand that such poverty can be enriched in me, that all the miseries that surround them, overwhelm them, is not misery and is richness.
→ Many enclosures, difficulties and confusions arise in the thoughts of every my child.
→ Know what I have revealed to you.
→ 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.
→ Think that your father never leaves you alone, that you have not been created to be prisoners, that you are free and children of the father.
→ The road to the world was difficult, hard, because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin, what was important.
→ Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.
→ I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.

Relative arguments