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
- → 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.
- → I'm your father and I take care of you, son.
- → When you're sad, son, think of me, father, and you'll rejoice, the sadness will disappear.
- → When you can't love, son, look at me, the father, as I love, and you will love.
- → When you are assailed by any doubt, son, embrace me, the father, and any doubt will disappear with my warmth of father.
Relative arguments