God loves man and will not lose him.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → Starting to recognize one's own unawareness is a step towards awakening, but it can be painful.
- → Tell everyone that they are sons of the highest, of love and not of fear, of truth and not of uncertainty, of knowledge and not of ignorance, of eternity and not of precariousness.
- → I always love you, but when you're unconscious you forget and lose yourself and me.
- → The malignity of the world is amplified, not caused, by the man who ignores it, deceived, possessed, drugged by the world, in a state of painful slavery.
- → Your search in the world has ended and now you know who I am, who you are and what the world is.
- → The world is empty, uncertain, unreal, it's not your homeland, it has only a brief deceptive experience in common with you.
- → Let the world go its own way, towards nothingness, according to its destiny, not to waste time and energy in trying to conquer it, possess it, save it or enjoy it more than much.
- → Play with the world if you want, but don't you stick to it and don't serve it.
- → I am everything and you are mine, worthy of my love and my presence.
Relative arguments