The love I offer you has no limits, and desires your love, your free choice, comparable to mine in intensity.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.
Relative arguments