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.
- → My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.
- → 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.
- → Turn to me with jolts of love not small, swaying, fast, overwhelming, shattering even your life, which I have given you.
- → Because I have transmitted and given to you the love of my being, you possess it, it is not impure, it is pure and it is a free love, which brings peace and justice.
- → You already possess the eternal love that I have for you and I have given abundantly, with love and joy.
- → I am a father, I perform wonders every day, I give in abundance, I do not stop, I work continuously.
- → This is the love that makes us meet, revealed, not illusory, in the fullness that I give to my children.
Relative arguments