My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → Even from that mud, from that misery I can transform, change everything in light, because the world is null and nothing.
- → I love my children, I know that my children love me, they already possess love, they do not bring out love because they are taken by the poverty and misery of the world.
- → The world can not give you anything, it gives you only an empty, hypocrite, false, seductive, vain existence and life.
- → Nothing gets lost or mislaid, because the world is nothing.
- → Even the world will move away from you if it does not find prey, if it finds victorious men, who live in me and for me.
- → Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
- → This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.
- → 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.
Recurrences in the text
- → My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
- → What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
- → That is why I created it, because you have this love in me.
- → 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.
- → If your actions push you towards confusion, towards incoherent attitudes, act more strongly in me, with love, recognize me, always recognize that every thought of yours, every sick act of yours is illusory, vain, improbable.
- → Even from that mud, from that misery I can transform, change everything in light, because the world is null and nothing.
- → It is not difficult to reach me and get to know me, because you have these things.
- → Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
- → Love between me and you is not disappointing, it is full and embraces the whole existence between me and you.
- → The world and the flesh do not take care of my sons.
- → 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.
- → My children who are not yet completely in the light, who see little light, climb, wander around the world in search of light, love, are in search of themselves, of me, of the meaning of their existence and life.
Relative arguments