The realization of my project lies precisely in knowing, recognizing this indispensable love that I feel for you children, that you children feel for me, who am hidden, real and true.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father .→ Each encounter is tender sweetness and love .→ I love you with tenderness , with sweetness , always, first and for ever.→ When my child discovers this beauty , knowledge , he can no longer do without me, belong to me, stay with me and I am enough .→ 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 .
→ This is true , pure, free love , that has joy , which is only the encounter , the link and the union with me God and father .→ I, the invisible , the immortal purity , harmony and love , I love you with a great love , within and without you, I vibrate , I scrutinize powerfully and delicately .→ Love conquers , goes beyond the boundaries of the heart , of reason , reaches me as a spirit of purity , which welcomes you loved ones .→ Here is the father talking , talking about a unique love , which is purity , completeness , accomplishment , light and harmony .→ This is the dwelling of the spirit of the father , of the child , eternal , based on knowledge and pure conscience .
→ To live for me means live in the joy .→ To love means to understand in love , to abandon oneself completely , to trust and let oneself go in me.→ Man can intervene in his existence , listen , feel in him because I have given him intelligence , heart , and reason .→ If you look in silence you will understand more importantly , what completes your existence , that apparent envelope which inebriates , imprisons you into an iniquitous and failing system .→ If my son looks inside, he discovers me, my love , his love and the love between me as father and them as sons .
Relative arguments