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.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ When you are unable to love me, to love yourselves , to think of me, to live for me, do it, love me more , I, the Lord , present myself , call you by name and ask you for love .→ From you I do not want torments , judgments , empty words , confused , throwing here and there in the world , I want words that go beyond the sound , calling me father and dad .→ I, the Lord , wish that you love in joy , without sorrow , that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety .→ I delicately ask to you love , until you reach me, the father who understands your levels , is near you with care , listens and transforms everything in love .
→ Your whole life is busy , revolves around empty , non-existent things , nothingness , loses sight of existing things , such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence .→ If the son looks inside himself silently , he begins to reflect with love , detached from what damages and fills his thoughts , his reason , his heart , finally he manages to find me, he is in my presence , he finds himself , me, his and my origins , he knows deeply the love , the light , the balance lost wandering in the inconstant world .→ In search of love over time , the divine being becomes corrupted and materialized , then recovers what he had lost , enriching himself in multiplicity .→ Nervous , habitual , profound emotional inconstancy is painful , lacking in self -confidence and in one 's own purposes , but it can always evolve in the search and in the pursuit of a better state .
→ I want my children to have more abandonment , trust and listening towards me, not to let themselves be taken by discouragement , disappointment , the inconsistency of the world , to rejoice in every moment lived with me, for me, and to confide in me.→ Everything in me is never appearance , it is clarity , purity , true love , manifest essence , reached only in the love between you and me, possible , which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father .
→ 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 .
Relative arguments