I look at all my children with love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → You are my beloved, wanted, desired children, in whom I rejoice, so rejoice in being children.
- → 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.
- → I, God, love you and I wish you all love me.
- → You're all mine, and I'm all yours.
- → I am with you, talk to me, listen to me, love me, smile at the world and at the illusion that lasts a little and vanishes into nothingness.
- → I think of everything, you know I can do it, you've already tried it, you've had great, unexpected results doing little or nothing, and everything calmly.
- → If you can understand this, even in relation to you every temporary phenomenon is worth zero, you too is absolute, eternal, infinite.
- → Everything and nothingness are good and evil, they work before you, one to love you and the other to seduce you.
- → There is nothing you can do to become my son, you can only know that you are, because you have always been and always will be, but you can forget it.
Relative arguments