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.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.
- → The world is empty, uncertain, unreal, it's not your homeland, it has only a brief deceptive experience in common with you.
- → 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.
Relative arguments