If it doesn't love God, being generates pain, a lot of pain.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Through this experience of pain, disappointment, illusion, deception, nagging, worry, fear, the man, the son, understands, recognizes that he does not live free, he lives as a slave.
- → My love overwhelms and makes you free, free to love, free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy, in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine.
- → My sons, knock down your insecurities, every illusion and disappointment, destroy what causes pain, poverty and deception, free yourself from what hurts you, reflecting in silence that evil can not do anything because I am the only, immortal and indestructible certainty.
- → Whoever loves and lives in love needs nothing because I, him, our love are enough, our love makes him free, realized, he completely understands my love, my being, all this light, he lives in this light, resides with me in light and in love.
- → I want you to discover the joy, strength, wealth, freedom, wisdom and beauty of being a child who is loved and appreciated for who he is.
- → I know that in every man there is a need to find a reason for thinking, seeking, achieving, accomplishing a purpose, knowing me, finding love, truth, true good, absolute, me, a reason for living and loving.
- → Your need for peace, love and truth has always been a need for me, but you didn't know that before.
- → The announcement, the revelation, the need to know and love tell man to direct his choice towards me.
- → Observe your need, desire and love of truth.
- → Keep in mind, remember, announce that I am alive, present, that I love every man like a child, similar, close, that the world is different, hostile, that he who ignores this truth believes that he belongs to the world, supports the work of world, hinders knowledge and love.
- → I have chosen you as a neighbor, close, similar to me, to live together in my world, where there is no death or pain.
Relative arguments