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
→ 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 .
→ What belongs to the world neglects eternal things , immortal for me, which are not eternal , are not immortal for the world , it is vanity , illusory , it neglects my son , love , thought , good , justice , peace , involves my son with insistence , takes away my son 's reason , heart , harasses my son in thought , heart , reason , makes my son possess things that first seem beautiful in appearance , then turn out to be empty , poor .
Relative arguments