In the act of mutual knowing and acknowledging each other, father and son are one.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I want you to love me, I always love you, in silence, joy and pain, I invite you to true, complete love that comes from within and shakes you hard, deep, intense.
- → Work in silence and in love.
- → While the world is fighting my children, I, the Lord God and father, do not stand by, I do not stand still, I intervene in hiding, in silence, always, every day, until I enter each of my children with love and with light.
- → Happy is the man who recognizes in hiding, in silence, the face, tenderness and sweetness of the father.
- → I show you my face in silence, hiding.
- → 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.
Relative arguments