Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
- → Day after day my children fight and pay an high price, because they can not listen to me when I shout sweetly of love.
- → Given by a vacillating love need, you fall into the traps that the world has made available to you.
- → But you are attached to the world, to the things of the world, you do not recognize me, the father who always loves you, deeply, and who treats you in love.
- → You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
- → I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
- → Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
- → You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
Relative arguments