Dear sons, seek love, goodness, peace and you will find me, flourish, do not let yourselves wither, shine, do not let yourselves be obscured, love continually, live for me, because I live for you, and do not let yourselves be struck by the iniquity of the world, which leads into darkness.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Dear sons , seek love , goodness , peace and you will find me, flourish , do not let yourselves wither , shine , do not let yourselves be obscured , love continually , live for me, because I live for you, and do not let yourselves be struck by the iniquity of the world , which leads into darkness .
→ In the world my children fight to affirm themselves , to fulfill themselves in love , they discover that I, the father , am there for them, with them, in hiding , in silence , they can see me, they find a light that is first small , then large , dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone .
→ I love you.→ For you, for your love , I operate in every way and always.→ The world , the whole cosmos , works to separate us with its illusion , but can not win our love , if you do not allow it.→ You can fight the whole cosmos if you want , because you belong to eternity and you are my son .→ Turn on and keep your love for me, think of me, let me live in you, and you'll see who you are .
→ To tempt the things of the world , or to hope that they will move the way you want them to, is still unsatisfactory because of their nature .→ Pursuing what is uncertain is only and always disappointing , a waste of time and energy .→ My certainty and truth , I know that you fully exist and I yearn for you and I belong beyond all illusions .→ Every suffering calls you to return aware , to remember that every event in the world is empty , evanescent , non-existent , and we are real , eternal .→ The cosmic illusion continually attacks you through all that of it to which you attach yourself , beginning with the body , yet this illusion , however great it may be , can do nothing to you.
Relative arguments