You have to know and to recognize this love, that I love my children and that my children love me.
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.
- → 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.
- → My sons, I desire from you a sweet, great, loving, new heart, that can discover, listen, love me, pure, discovering the beauty of being sons, strong, loving me sincerely, ardently, faithfully, transforming every obstacle and every action made in love, every pain in gift.
- → The game of the world is painful and misleading, it produces uncertainty, it tries to take away from man the awareness, the memory of his identity, of his destiny.
- → Your identity, what you are, is what you are for me, it does not change, it is not your state, it is not conditioned, it does not depend on events, the world or history.
- → You were created to seek your true identity, to be great, confident, free to love and be loved.
- → You have the task of orienting yourself and choosing between opposing logics until you understand which one you love and identifies you.
- → When you forget me you lose yourself too, you are alienated, robbed of your identity, alien to yourself, forbidden by the truth.
Relative arguments