Finally, the path of love and the path of pain converge.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
- → 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.
- → Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
- → You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
- → Through this experience of pain, disappointment, illusion, deception, nagging, worry, fear, the man, the son, understands, recognizes that he does not live free, he lives as a slave.
- → My love overwhelms and makes you free, free to love, free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy, in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine.
- → My sons, knock down your insecurities, every illusion and disappointment, destroy what causes pain, poverty and deception, free yourself from what hurts you, reflecting in silence that evil can not do anything because I am the only, immortal and indestructible certainty.
- → Whoever loves and lives in love needs nothing because I, him, our love are enough, our love makes him free, realized, he completely understands my love, my being, all this light, he lives in this light, resides with me in light and in love.
- → I want you to discover the joy, strength, wealth, freedom, wisdom and beauty of being a child who is loved and appreciated for who he is.
- → Fatigue, torment and pester yourselves gently for me.
- → I desire children, I do not desire ghosts, weak, fragile men, without love, disappointed, deceived, insecure, afraid of loving and being loved.
- → I am not cruel, a God who has rancor and sorrow.
Relative arguments