My sons can watch me, watch the world, themselves, recognize the difference between myself and the world, between me and them and between them and the world.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ When you are unable to love me, to love yourselves , to think of me, to live for me, do it, love me more , I, the Lord , present myself , call you by name and ask you for love .→ From you I do not want torments , judgments , empty words , confused , throwing here and there in the world , I want words that go beyond the sound , calling me father and dad .→ I, the Lord , wish that you love in joy , without sorrow , that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety .→ I delicately ask to you love , until you reach me, the father who understands your levels , is near you with care , listens and transforms everything in love .
→ 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 .→ My sons can watch me, watch the world , themselves , recognize the difference between myself and the world , between me and them and between them and the world .→ Now I, the Lord and Father , have known all that the world and the flesh has done to every one of my sons , I have seen and canceled all the pain that my sons have experienced in the world , the struggles of my sons for what they believed in the world , but it was not important .
→ 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 .→ Pursuing what is uncertain is only and always disappointing , a waste of time and energy .→ My certainty and truth , I know that you fully exist and I yearn for you and I belong beyond all illusions .→ 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 .→ The cosmic illusion continually attacks you through all that of it to which you attach yourself , beginning with the body , yet this illusion , however great it may be , can do nothing to you.
Relative arguments