Here is love, love me, listen to me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.
- → I'm here for you, to listen to you and support you, and I encourage you to be strong, to believe in yourself, not to let yourselves get knocked down, not to stop searching and improving.
- → I love you completely, I promise you all good, to be happy, loved, that you will have the strength to achieve your goal.
- → I want you to discover the joy, strength, wealth, freedom, wisdom and beauty of being a child who is loved and appreciated for who he is.
- → Awareness of the temporary nature of evil helps not to be overwhelmed by it, to consider it an opportunity to grow one's inner strength.
Relative arguments