I'm made of love, all love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → These thoughts, when they arise, usually belong to the world, which generates mud, overbearing and vanity.
- → When the thoughts reappear, and I know that they reappear insistent and overbearing, they bring you to the world.
- → Remove with all your strength the vanities, deceptions, seductions, arrogance of the world and of the flesh.
- → Love me even in imperfection, without bullying, without putting obstacles and without resistance.
- → In a world of risks and changes announce to the brothers the saving power of my word.
- → 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