Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Now every piece of your life is crushed , you live a life broken by hate , falsity , seduction , vanity , by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children .→ My children are fought , struggling in the vanity of confusion , not living in intelligence , living in misery , wandering in places , thoughts that do not exist , that they can not recognize , because every day the world seduces , fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile .→ I participate in all that you live in the world , your joys and your sorrows .→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty , lacking , and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world .
Relative arguments