Every day I make a choice, you, of love, exclusive, unique and of love for you.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My son is mine, joined to me, part of me in light, in love, in harmony, in the pure awareness of me and him.
- → Rejoice of me, who am not vain, adventurous, who am clear, limpid, pure, crystalline and certain.
- → Whoever finds me, finds, reaches peace, justice, purity, full light, full love, the freedom to truly be a child who moves, acts, walks in me and in love.
- → My foundation is on rock, on the essence of love, harmony, truth, purity, clarity, knowledge, peace and justice.
- → My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.
Relative arguments