You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Man can intervene in his existence , listen , feel in him because I have given him intelligence , heart , and reason .→ The father is with you, he waits for you to love him , stand in his presence , listen to him and ask questions .→ In silence my son must listen to me, listen to himself , find me, find himself , rejoice in the abundance of love , of the new condition of me as father and him as son .→ I am with you, talk to me, listen to me, love me, smile at the world and at the illusion that lasts a little and vanishes into nothingness .→ Listen to me.
→ You fight , act disorderly , confusingly , sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish .→ I, the love , am there , even if you do not estimate , if you do not understand this love , in not thinking of me, in non-silence , troubled in the ways of the world , on wrong paths , involved in an egoistic , confused , unclear , not limpid love , in the most desperate , intricate , with no way out situations .→ 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 .→ You are loved children , but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love , but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
Relative arguments