I have created the nature of love for you, in the beauty of love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father.
- → Each encounter is tender sweetness and love.
- → I love you with tenderness, with sweetness, always, first and for ever.
- → When my child discovers this beauty, knowledge, he can no longer do without me, belong to me, stay with me and I am enough.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → 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.
- → I am the eternal verb, the star that fascinates each of you, the fiery fire and the spirit of love.
- → I am the Lord of time, of history, I am strength, light, fire, a stream of fire, power, beauty, the one who illuminates your intellect, strengthens your will, purifies your body, and sanctifies life.
- → I am the one who lives forever, I call you to get involved with me, I am for my children the first, the last and the eternal living.
- → I am the father of heaven and of earth, I love you of infinite love and I let you taste the joy of being my children.
Relative arguments