Blessed are you who reach out and make love yours in all its forms, who love to the point of reaching me, staying with me, wishing not to move away from me and not being able to do without me.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ When a child reaches me with desire I rush , shake and listen .→ I love you, I listen you and I ever am with you.→ The Lord God has spoken , he has listened , he has loved , he continues to love and generates love .→ 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 .→ Now I have spoken , continued to reveal , listened and heard .
→ I know your insecurities , frailties that are broken down with me and your love .→ My children walk along roads , ways that are not theirs , in a love that makes them confused and fragile .→ I desire children , I do not desire ghosts , weak , fragile men , without love , disappointed , deceived , insecure , afraid of loving and being loved .→ In fragility you will find indestructibility , in pain joy , in the slavery of mechanism absolute freedom .
Relative arguments