The world, the whole cosmos, works to separate us with its illusion, but can not win our love, if you do not allow it.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
Recurrences in the text
- → Let the world go by a way that is not yours.
- → Do not follow the world.
- → Follow me, search for eternity.
- → At most play with the world, without binding you to what passes.
- → If the main purpose of man is within the world, this titanic work is overbearing or passive, always a failure.
- → Then man knows God, himself and the world.
- → I love you.
- → The world, the whole cosmos, works to separate us with its illusion, but can not win our love, if you do not allow it.
- → I love you and I always want you, don't worry.
- → In the world pain is a source of knowledge, pleasure is a source of illusion, the eye that neglects the eternal exchanges the true for the ambiguous.
- → The destroyer destroys himself and what belongs to him.
- → The world is trying to crush you, don't believe it, trust my love.
- → Love belongs to truth, it is inseparable from truth, if it is not eternal it is not love.
- → The world is an insubstantial structure, subject to destruction, and what belongs to it has the same characteristics.
- → Recognizing the existence of a dimension completely different from the world and one's belonging to it is for man a titanic, necessary work in which he discovers who he is.
- → My son, I love you, trust me.
Relative arguments