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
- → My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.
- → The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.
- → My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.
Recurrences in the text
- → Remember the illusion of the world, of fearing nothing, of going through the difficulties like a game, remember that nothing temporary is consistent.
- → The world tries to keep you from knowing me, but you can love me in the world.
- → For you, for your love, I operate in every way and always.
- → The world, the whole cosmos, works to separate us with its illusion, but can not win our love, if you do not allow it.
- → What I offer and give you exceeds anything you can imagine or want.
- → The world has many ways, many traps to hit you, to induce you into a sense of negativity.
- → This pain, this illusion has no sense or outlet in itself, it is functional to your awakening, to ignite your intelligence and your love for the truth.
- → Tell everyone that they are sons of the highest, of love and not of fear, of truth and not of uncertainty, of knowledge and not of ignorance, of eternity and not of precariousness.
- → Administer, govern your heart, what's inside you.
- → Play with the world and smile at its traps, you're mine.
- → I want you now, and you need me right now.
- → 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.
- → My son, I love you, trust me.
- → The world and the life in it are what they are, they have a nature that does not accord with yours and mine, they are for you only a short and temporary experience, they are not your destiny.
- → You cannot change the nature of the world, changing the world is not your job.
Relative arguments