My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My hands reach out to embrace you and give myself to you.
- → My branches embrace you, head toward you and tighten you.
- → This love makes me a father who only loves, who wants to embrace you, to be with you and to love you.
- → I, the Lord God, I love you, I live for my children, I protect, I stand by you, and gently embrace my children.
- → Embrace the father.
- → You are happy, blessed by me, your father, dad, when I cuddle you with tenderness, love, I warm you in embracing you and feeling you mine.
- → This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.
- → Get rid of what the world and the flesh make you believe.
- → Do not believe the judgments of the world or those who identify with the world.
- → If you do not remember me, the world invades your conscience, conditions you, robs you of your transcendent nature, possesses you, makes you believe that you are similar, mortal, fragile.
- → This world says that everything is temporary.
- → The voice of the world denies me completely or simulates being me.
Relative arguments