They are to a degree of high knowledge of love, of them and of me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → Your whole life is busy, revolves around empty, non-existent things, nothingness, loses sight of existing things, such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence.
- → The realized son finally accomplished everything he wanted, for which he lived to know me, can understand the parts of his life he thought empty, he fills that nonexistent vacuum, he is completely alive, true, full, shining and brilliant.
- → Now the man finds the welfare, the harmony which he has sought in his life, he feels really free, in peace, in justice, in love, as a loved child, he knows with certainty to be loved, does not think to be useless, he walks and realizes with me.
- → 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.
- → When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.
- → Let me own you and drag you to me.
- → The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
- → The world, as it is, is a fun game, if it is seen with the Lord.
- → Don't worry, let the unpleasant world fade away.
- → An attitude of fear or flight with respect to pain and the world makes man a slave, reinforces the illusion he fears.
- → These are the temptations of the world, inconsistent and temporary phenomena.
- → Hold on, stay aware of me, and you'll be stronger than the world, you can't be won by illusion.
- → Remember me, who I am, who you are for me, love me and the world will not strike you inside, it will not make you its slave.
Relative arguments