You are woven into love, embraced by love, part of me and a big part as I am in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I want children who announce that I am father, as well as God, who tell everyone that my kingdom is of love, peace, joy, justice, that my truth is infinite, mine and yours.
- → Announce to everyone love, that I am a father and you are loved sons, acknowledged, the dialogue which I desire from you in joy, in pain, not to be overwhelmed by an inconsistent, deceptive, nonexistent and apparent world.
- → This is the time of love fully turned, projected, directed towards me, of announcement, of knowledge, of knowing me and my love, that my children know me as God, father, loved, desired, wanted as I desire and want them.
- → I come with love and peace.
- → Only I do not upset, am sure, peace, love, joy and wisdom.
- → Join me, to this security, to this love, that does not torment, that gives peace, light and love.
- → Come to this love, harmony and peace.
- → Peace is what makes my children safe, mine, in balance and in harmony.
- → Walk the way of love, light and peace.
- → 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.
- → To tempt the things of the world, or to hope that they will move the way you want them to, is still unsatisfactory because of their nature.
- → Every suffering calls you to return aware, to remember that every event in the world is empty, evanescent, non-existent, and we are real, eternal.
- → In this world, the immortal can delude himself into being temporary, but what is temporary can never be enough for the immortal.
- → A part of this process, the detection of one's contrast with the world, is aided by pain.
- → In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
Relative arguments