I am not illusion.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → Such is the deception of the world.
Recurrences in the text
- → Your thoughts are inspired in greater quantity by the uncertainty, vanity and seduction of the world, which does not belong to you.
- → I am not illusion.
- → You are not illusion.
- → The world is illusion.
- → If you look at the things of the world, you will not discover me, the light, you will discover only deception, illusion, and you will end up despising even you.
- → Such is the deception of the world.
- → I love you.
- → To find me and find yourself, you don't need to feel guilty, all you need is a simple mental act, addressing me with confidence.
Relative arguments