The world has nothing and it is nothing, it is illusion, it will fall, it will disappear, it is a wreck.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
- → I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
- → Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
- → You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
- → Put me and an insistent love in front of the incorrect and unworthy thoughts, which darken the mind and make you ignoring me, the father.
- → Each day I participate in your experiences, I realize the difficulties of this uncertain, unbalanced, limiting world, which intervenes on you in an invasive, ungrateful, uneducated manner and that drives man to be unworthy.
- → Man is not unworthy.
- → Live victoriously, because you are victorious, because your victory is my victory, and I, father and God, am already victorious.
- → Every act, every thought, every moment not addressed to me is rubbish, promotion of illusion, unworthy choice of you and me, sin, if you like this word.
- → If you forget me, if you neglect me, if you detach yourself from me, you lose yourself in the nothingness of the world, which is not life, is not worthy of you, of what I give you existence for.
Relative arguments