I do not let my children go, I'm next to my children, I drive, chase, watch, listen, and love my children.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.
- → When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.
- → Let me own you and drag you to me.
- → The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
- → Then the children are tormented, pursuing erroneous ways, walking through thoughts of love that engage them and make them prisoners of nothingness.
- → Even from that mud, from that misery I can transform, change everything in light, because the world is null and nothing.
- → 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.
- → Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
- → Think that your father never leaves you alone, that you have not been created to be prisoners, that you are free and children of the father.
- → God, the one who really is, I am is your father, is always with you, always accompanies you, never leaves you.
- → I've never left you.
- → I love you and I never leave you.
- → I'm your father, the father who never leaves you alone, don't be sad, rejoice with me.
Relative arguments