In the act of mutual knowing and acknowledging each other, father and son are one.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → When love, which is me, is attained at this level, knowledge of me reveals itself in its fullness and awareness.
- → This is the heart of the root of being children, it leads to the fullness of love and makes you live in the greatness of love.
- → If you bring out all the love you have, you will be able to reach me in fullness, in light, in love, in essence, in knowledge, you will be part of me and you will enter my home.
- → The son who recognizes me knows me in the face, in essence, knows all about me, love in all its truth and fullness.
- → 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.
- → The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.
- → 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.
- → To live for me means live in the joy.
- → To love means to understand in love, to abandon oneself completely, to trust and let oneself go in me.
- → Man can intervene in his existence, listen, feel in him because I have given him intelligence, heart, and reason.
- → If you look in silence you will understand more importantly, what completes your existence, that apparent envelope which inebriates, imprisons you into an iniquitous and failing system.
- → If my son looks inside, he discovers me, my love, his love and the love between me as father and them as sons.
Relative arguments