Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ I am God, above all a passionate father, who rejoices in seeing his children who understand that they are loved by me, they look inside me and within themselves, they know my greatness in love, they activate within themselves that love they are looking for for a long time and have never been able to understand, because they were seduced by the world.

→ True love attracts, conquers, circulates insistently in every man, is pure, not seducing or vain.

→ The origin of your insecurity is not me, it is you who seek in a world that cannot give certainties, which can only give seduction and deception.
→ My sons, knock down your insecurities, every illusion and disappointment, destroy what causes pain, poverty and deception, free yourself from what hurts you, reflecting in silence that evil can not do anything because I am the only, immortal and indestructible certainty.
→ If you look at the things of the world, you will not discover me, the light, you will discover only deception, illusion, and you will end up despising even you.

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

→ Do not worry if sometimes you do not look for me, taken by the torments and the pesters of a life spent in the world.

→ Do not worry about how much you love.

→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.

→ My children don't feel loved.

→ 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.

→ Do not bother about what is vain, not important and nothing.

→ Worry with cheerfulness for me.

→ 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.

→ Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

→ I want my children to have more abandonment, trust and listening towards me, not to let themselves be taken by discouragement, disappointment, the inconsistency of the world, to rejoice in every moment lived with me, for me, and to confide in me.

→ I do not delude nor cheat, because I am truth, love, peace and harmony.

→ 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.

→ Recognize me as truth of love, complete realization of the eternal goal, absolute, full love, non-seducer and non-deceiver.

→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.

→ My children are in charge of weights, burdens that oppress them everywhere, making them seduced, enraged, and attracted to nonexistent things.

→ Everything and nothingness are good and evil, they work before you, one to love you and the other to seduce you.

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