I allow this pain in view of a project of infinite love, that overturns and transcends life in the world.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.
- → Among my children, someone knows me, many do not know me yet, they wander in search of something which can take their thoughts, they love nonexistent platforms, vain, useless things of the world, they turn and turn around to empty thoughts to fill up these thoughts.
- → 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.
- → Reflection, intelligence can and must see, recognize and overcome the nature of the cosmos, changing, continuously discontinuous, certainly uncertain, contradictory, tending to annihilate itself, and find in a sure and indissoluble way the immortal nature and its own unity with it.
- → A part of this process, the detection of one's contrast with the world, is aided by pain.
Relative arguments