The knowledge of my love is the essence of my origin, the blossoming of the belief of my children, who enter into me, are part of me, the knowledge of their own thoughts and the thoughts that make you slaves.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Every man can and must love and find the truth , but this forces him to face the great illusory and dissipating force of the world .→ If the truth seems to elude you, at that moment the illusion of the world overcomes your faith , but only temporarily .→ If you don 't face it, the illusion of the world and the body robs you of awareness of you and me, enslaves you and crushes you with pain .→ The choice , if involuntary , is illusory , ambiguous , it is not free , it begins to be valid only after a certain level of observation and reflection .
Relative arguments