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
- → When you are unable to love me, to love yourselves, to think of me, to live for me, do it, love me more, I, the Lord, present myself, call you by name and ask you for love.
- → From you I do not want torments, judgments, empty words, confused, throwing here and there in the world, I want words that go beyond the sound, calling me father and dad.
- → I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.
- → I delicately ask to you love, until you reach me, the father who understands your levels, is near you with care, listens and transforms everything in love.
- → Even from that mud, from that misery I can transform, change everything in light, because the world is null and nothing.
- → I love my children, I know that my children love me, they already possess love, they do not bring out love because they are taken by the poverty and misery of the world.
- → The world can not give you anything, it gives you only an empty, hypocrite, false, seductive, vain existence and life.
- → Nothing gets lost or mislaid, because the world is nothing.
- → Even the world will move away from you if it does not find prey, if it finds victorious men, who live in me and for me.
- → Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
- → This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.
- → In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
Relative arguments