I love my children, I know that my children love me, they already possess love, they do not bring out love because they are taken by the poverty and misery of the world.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Then the children are tormented , pursuing erroneous ways , walking through thoughts of love that engage them and make them prisoners of nothingness .→ Even from that mud , from that misery I can transform , change everything in light , because the world is null and nothing .→ Now my children feel they are not understood , because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness , of nothing , of something that has no substance , concreteness and coherence .→ Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements , in which there is nothing , absolutely nothing .
→ 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 .
Relative arguments