Look for new words to tell the truth, to announce me and my love.

Look for new words to tell the truth, to announce me and my love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

come to me

→ 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.

→ Look for new words to tell the truth, to announce me and my love.

→ Eternal life is fullness of love and light, a level of being that the physical dimension tries to obscure.

→ The illusion of evanescent pleasures and insistent fears wants to chain you in a painful, contradictory, apparently continuous temporality.
→ To be able to see the world for what it is, it is necessary to know eternity and to look at temporariness from a position that transcends it.
→ What you now live in the perishable dimension, subjected to temporariness, is a brief and intense negative experience, which invites you to recognize and desire the gift for which I have destined you.

→ You can and must choose me, and you will do it.

→ Even the last man is always mine.

→ If you forget me, you lose yourself in thin air.

→ My sons can watch me, watch the world, themselves, recognize the difference between myself and the world, between me and them and between them and the world.
→ Between me and my children the difference does not exist, there is in common the love, the greatness and the eternal destiny for which they were created.
→ Ignoring the difference between temporary and eternal is the cause of pain.
→ Whoever recognizes the difference between God and the world knows well who he is and to whom he belongs.
→ Don't you understand the difference between me and what you attend to while you neglect me?

→ To sell off one's infinite dignity for what disappears as soon as it appears, worsens one's existence.

→ Our love is the infinite cause and purpose of your being and of your momentary pain.

→ Be happy, because I love you.

→ This force was already in you, but it emerges if you want it until you see the illusion of the world.

→ I love you and you are worthy of it, because I wanted it, by my will you are my son.

→ Trust as I do.

→ I am everything and you are mine, worthy of my love and my presence.

Recurrences in the text

→ 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.
→ Look for new words to tell the truth, to announce me and my love.
→ Eternal life is fullness of love and light, a level of being that the physical dimension tries to obscure.
→ The illusion of evanescent pleasures and insistent fears wants to chain you in a painful, contradictory, apparently continuous temporality.
→ You can and must choose me, and you will do it.
→ Even the last man is always mine.
→ If you forget me, you lose yourself in thin air.
→ Time only makes sense if you're looking for me, otherwise it's a disappointing emptiness.
→ To sell off one's infinite dignity for what disappears as soon as it appears, worsens one's existence.
→ Our love is the infinite cause and purpose of your being and of your momentary pain.
→ Be happy, because I love you.
→ This force was already in you, but it emerges if you want it until you see the illusion of the world.
→ I love you and you are worthy of it, because I wanted it, by my will you are my son.
→ Trust as I do.
→ I am everything and you are mine, worthy of my love and my presence.

Relative arguments