Blessed are you who reach out and make love yours in all its forms, who love to the point of reaching me, staying with me, wishing not to move away from me and not being able to do without me.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ I want the advertisement of me gentle , sweet , made with intelligence , aware of this eternal love and truth .→ I want your choice to be directed to me, the only , true good , love that possesses you, takes you in arms with sweetness and delicacy .→ I wish that you think of me whenever you do not enjoy or do not rejoice .→ I wish you all have in life a purpose , I, the only reason for existence .→ I want them to push , that they head to love , that every attitude and thought is addressed to 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 .→ Every day their life breaks apart , because they do not want to recognize what is visible and nonexistent .→ 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 .→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .
Relative arguments