My children finally need me and my love, to whisper "father, we love you", to spend every single day, instant and moment of love for me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → The world imposes considerable limits and illusions on you, which you must experience and which one day will appear to you for what they are, little, nothing, a game compared to what I give you.
- → This world proclaims and makes us experience the temporariness and precariousness of everything, in the false perspective of the final victory of pure nothingness, of total annihilation.
- → The cosmic illusion continually attacks you through all that of it to which you attach yourself, beginning with the body, yet this illusion, however great it may be, can do nothing to you.
Relative arguments