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

→ 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.

→ Sometimes the mind takes you away from me, from reality.
→ Consider your eternal and divine reality.
→ This path leads man to his real fullness, to minimize the world and any harmful conditioning.
→ At every moment many signs of an inconsistent reality present themselves to the consciousness, while the eternal reality remains invisible to the senses.

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

→ I am and I am everything for you.

→ You are me and you are everything to me.

→ Feed on me and live eternity.

→ The world with its tricks is a trap for those who choose ignorance.

→ 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.

→ The efficiency of the game of the world, which from its inside inevitably becomes a tragedy, is so great that only those who discover their divine nature can defeat it.

→ The fundamental, basic choice is to know the truth.

→ 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.

→ I advise you lovingly not to neglect me.

→ If you want, you can choose me, spend your time looking for me.

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

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.
→ The world has managed to make too many of your words meaningless.
→ Look for new words to tell the truth, to announce me and my love.
→ I am and I am everything for you.
→ You are me and you are everything to me.
→ Feed on me and live eternity.
→ The world with its tricks is a trap for those who choose ignorance.
→ 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.
→ The efficiency of the game of the world, which from its inside inevitably becomes a tragedy, is so great that only those who discover their divine nature can defeat it.
→ The fundamental, basic choice is to know the truth.
→ 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.
→ I advise you lovingly not to neglect me.
→ If you want, you can choose me, spend your time looking for me.
→ Our love is the infinite cause and purpose of your being and of your momentary pain.

Relative arguments