My child like you pursues, needs to reach a tormented, sick love, that is not, does not exists, does not make happy and that is the world.
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.
- → When you can not find the way, listen in silence, with love, do not confuse me, your father, pure love with the world that is not pure and that is not love.
- → Happy the pure of heart, of thought, who complete and realize themselves only in me, because I am pure.
- → Happiness is love, harmony, light, knowledge, justice, truth, purity, especially revelation of me and you.
- → I guide you with motherly hand, I leave you free, I am close to my sons, I am the sweet song of love and the pure sound of all beings.
Relative arguments