I recognize the difficulties of my children in seeking me, finding me, discovering this love, in their thoughts and in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I want them to push, that they head to love, that every attitude and thought is addressed to me.
- → Even unthinking leads to me.
- → I know before your every fear manifests itself, your every thought that torments you, your pains of the heart, what haunts you and makes you painful.
- → I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.
- → My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.
- → The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.
- → My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.
Relative arguments