I watch my children grow, mature in love and with love, when they come to me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → The man deluded by the world ignores my love for something that is nonexistent and he does not understand what exists.
- → Recognize the miracles I make in your life, in your existence, that happen, that you do not see, because you are taken from the worries of the world and of the flesh.
- → If you look in silence you will understand more importantly, what completes your existence, that apparent envelope which inebriates, imprisons you into an iniquitous and failing system.
- → Take possession of love, of you, of me, of this identity, of this eternity, which exists and is for you.
- → 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.
Relative arguments