My sons will recognize me, they will love me, they will meet with love and they will love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Blessed are my children who allow themselves to be transformed, molded by me, who abandon themselves, trust me, because I desire the greatest good and love for them.
- → Now I am here, I live in you, I want the abandonment, the confidence and the knowledge of all my being, that is love.
- → My son can reach me through my presence, silence, abandonment, trust and especially love.
- → I do not care what you call me, what I want is love and trust, I want your works to be alive in my life.
- → Remember the illusion of the world, of fearing nothing, of going through the difficulties like a game, remember that nothing temporary is consistent.
- → Not believing in the existence of truth means not believing in anything, believing in pure nothingness, in total absurdity.
- → Think of me, he who was never born, cannot die, nothing fears, does not waver, always is, lives and loves fully.
- → If everything were temporary, nothing would make sense, knowledge would be annihilated with all consideration, value and hope.
- → Denying that truth exists is tantamount to believing that nothing exists or makes sense, up to the extreme consequence of affirming absolute nothingness.
Relative arguments