Those who find me see love in the sense of everything, even of the ambiguity of the world.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → To live for me means live in the joy.
- → To love means to understand in love, to abandon oneself completely, to trust and let oneself go in me.
- → Man can intervene in his existence, listen, feel in him because I have given him intelligence, heart, and reason.
- → If you look in silence you will understand more importantly, what completes your existence, that apparent envelope which inebriates, imprisons you into an iniquitous and failing system.
- → If my son looks inside, he discovers me, my love, his love and the love between me as father and them as sons.
- → These words are full, not empty, full of love.
- → This is eternal truth, divine word, will of God.
- → This word is my blessing.
- → Every act, every thought, every moment not addressed to me is rubbish, promotion of illusion, unworthy choice of you and me, sin, if you like this word.
- → The world has managed to make too many of your words meaningless.
Relative arguments