You have to know and to recognize this love, that I love my children and that my children love me.
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.
- → Starting to recognize one's own unawareness is a step towards awakening, but it can be painful.
- → Tell everyone that they are sons of the highest, of love and not of fear, of truth and not of uncertainty, of knowledge and not of ignorance, of eternity and not of precariousness.
- → I always love you, but when you're unconscious you forget and lose yourself and me.
- → The malignity of the world is amplified, not caused, by the man who ignores it, deceived, possessed, drugged by the world, in a state of painful slavery.
Relative arguments