I am here, I exist, I am present, alive, working, never leave you, I want to love you and that you love me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I want you to love me, I always love you, in silence, joy and pain, I invite you to true, complete love that comes from within and shakes you hard, deep, intense.
- → I am here, I exist, I am present, alive, working, never leave you, I want to love you and that you love me.
- → I want my children to love me with the certainty of understanding that they are loved, that I am the only one who loves them strongly, with power and with all his being.
- → My knowledge is immortal, leads to insistent thoughts, without boundaries to you loved, desired and wanted.
- → I am the Lord God, your God, the love and the purity of love.
- → I am freedom, truth, joy, pure, true and authentic love.
- → I, the Lord God, am pure happiness and I will draw everyone to me with my love.
- → Live, true, pure and real encounter with you is not vain.
- → My love for you is eternal, immortal, infinite, pure, alive, true and real.
- → My soul announces, rejoices announcing true and pure love.
- → My children get involved in a pitiful, useless world, that seduces and then destroys them.
- → Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
- → Do not be fooled by the world, because in that state you can not be happy, in joy, because the world seduces and destroys.
- → I will not leave you alone.
- → If you love me, you can give me the center of your attention, put me first in you and leave material things in the background.
- → 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.
Relative arguments