Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.

Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Happy are those who seek truth, who live in truth and recognize the absolute and eternal truth that I am.

→ Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.

→ I want love in abundance, to fill and overflow every my container.

→ Happy my sons, who shine in my path and happy I walking with them and bringing them into my heart.

→ The love of these children makes me happy, makes them happy and completely mine.

→ I think of my sons and listen to my sons with tenderness.

→ Getting away from the father means appropriating of what is not of my son and to leave to the world what is of my son.

→ Do not look for things that do not last.

→ I am here for every man, for every son, I do not treat him with contempt or cruelly, I treat him as a son, with love and generosity.

→ Even the most terrible is always my son.

→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.

→ I love you.

Recurrences in the text

→ Happy are those who seek truth, who live in truth and recognize the absolute and eternal truth that I am.
→ Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.
→ I want love in abundance, to fill and overflow every my container.
→ Happy my sons, who shine in my path and happy I walking with them and bringing them into my heart.
→ The love of these children makes me happy, makes them happy and completely mine.
→ I think of my sons and listen to my sons with tenderness.
→ Getting away from the father means appropriating of what is not of my son and to leave to the world what is of my son.
→ Do not look for things that do not last.
→ I am here for every man, for every son, I do not treat him with contempt or cruelly, I treat him as a son, with love and generosity.
→ Even the most terrible is always my son.
→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.
→ I love you.

Relative arguments