My love, the illusion of the world gives more evil than good.
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.
- → The origin of your insecurity is not me, it is you who seek in a world that cannot give certainties, which can only give seduction and deception.
- → I wish from you moments, instants of love, full of certainty and knowledge of the love I have for you and you for me.
- → Once my child has recognized the love, he lives in joy, in certainty, the existence of man changes and turns.
- → This sharing of harmony, love and light gives you preciousness, certainty of being my children, desired by the father, who wants all the love for his children.
- → Observe the always present truth, by nature still and eternal, even in illusion.
- → This world with its traps is illusion without love.
- → The world is an evanescent illusion, it seems beautiful, but if you love it, it poisons you, but not permanently.
- → You are called to choose between the absolute truth and the illusion of the world, the worst of drugs.
- → Pain is illusory.
- → Do not love lying, the great thief, the world, illusion, not being.
Relative arguments