Only those who love can see the game of love in the events of the world.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → Every day their life breaks apart, because they do not want to recognize what is visible and nonexistent.
- → The road to the world was difficult, hard, because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin, what was important.
- → 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.
- → Those who live these certainties know that they belong to me, to the truth, and not to the world, in an indestructible bond of mutual love.
- → To tempt the things of the world, or to hope that they will move the way you want them to, is still unsatisfactory because of their nature.
- → Every suffering calls you to return aware, to remember that every event in the world is empty, evanescent, non-existent, and we are real, eternal.
- → In this world, the immortal can delude himself into being temporary, but what is temporary can never be enough for the immortal.
- → A part of this process, the detection of one's contrast with the world, is aided by pain.
Relative arguments