The malignant foolishness of the world does not love and puts command first.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
- → I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
- → 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.
- → You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
- → Living with me, even in the world, is another thing, a good thing.
- → What matters is not what happens in the world, it is what you believe, or rather the amount of truth that you live despite the illusion of the world.
- → Those who live these certainties know that they belong to me, to the truth, and not to the world, in an indestructible bond of mutual love.
- → Keep in mind, remember, announce that I am alive, present, that I love every man like a child, similar, close, that the world is different, hostile, that he who ignores this truth believes that he belongs to the world, supports the work of world, hinders knowledge and love.
Relative arguments