Whoever loves me, loves in a dialogue of light all that is mine, himself and this love that he lives.

Whoever loves me, loves in a dialogue of light all that is mine, himself and this love that he lives.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ I want my children the same security and certainty in the love that I have for them.

→ Your nature is love.

→ I have created the nature of love for you, in the beauty of love.

→ The world is seduction, it does not free, it makes prisoners also of themselves my children, it confuses, torments and worries so that my sons do not know themselves and me.

→ This is the wonderful belonging of a pact, a bond between me and you.

→ My children walk along roads, ways that are not theirs, in a love that makes them confused and fragile.

→ Sweetly scream father we love you, we want to be with you, you are unique to us.

→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.

→ I love you.

→ Love me.

→ Whoever loves me, loves in a dialogue of light all that is mine, himself and this love that he lives.

→ Love is my only purpose.

Recurrences in the text

→ I want my children the same security and certainty in the love that I have for them.
→ Your nature is love.
→ I have created the nature of love for you, in the beauty of love.
→ The world is seduction, it does not free, it makes prisoners also of themselves my children, it confuses, torments and worries so that my sons do not know themselves and me.
→ This is the wonderful belonging of a pact, a bond between me and you.
→ My children walk along roads, ways that are not theirs, in a love that makes them confused and fragile.
→ Sweetly scream father we love you, we want to be with you, you are unique to us.
→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.
→ I love you.
→ Love me.
→ Whoever loves me, loves in a dialogue of light all that is mine, himself and this love that he lives.
→ Love is my only purpose.

Relative arguments