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.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ 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 .
→ 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.
→ Each of my children becomes a ghost that wanders along deceptive roads , does not recognize his and my identity , possesses a not vain , great love , throws himself into extreme choices , lets himself be overwhelmed by the evil that the world has taught him to travel , he does not recognize the beauty of God the Father , the love between father and son , he is clouded by something apparent , which is fixed deeply in his thoughts , in his memory , he is unable to work for my kingdom , for himself , not he knows what possesses him and harms him .→ Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own , that the world has labeled , sculpted , he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world , he must only be able to find me, my light , his light and his love .
→ What belongs to the world neglects eternal things , immortal for me, which are not eternal , are not immortal for the world , it is vanity , illusory , it neglects my son , love , thought , good , justice , peace , involves my son with insistence , takes away my son 's reason , heart , harasses my son in thought , heart , reason , makes my son possess things that first seem beautiful in appearance , then turn out to be empty , poor .
→ Reflection , intelligence can and must see , recognize and overcome the nature of the cosmos , changing , continuously discontinuous , certainly uncertain , contradictory , tending to annihilate itself , and find in a sure and indissoluble way the immortal nature and its own unity with it.→ A part of this process , the detection of one 's contrast with the world , is aided by pain .
Relative arguments