My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
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.
- → Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.
- → My children are in charge of weights, burdens that oppress them everywhere, making them seduced, enraged, and attracted to nonexistent things.
- → The preciousness, the wonder of my love for my children, is not deceptive, false, it is true and does not disappoint.
- → This is the love that makes us meet, revealed, not illusory, in the fullness that I give to my children.
- → 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.
- → Light and love, God shines in you, reflects and propagates his light on the men of the world.
- → Whoever listens to God manifests him in the world.
- → Even the truth is contagious, but in the world it finds strong opposition.
Relative arguments