My child like you pursues, needs to reach a tormented, sick love, that is not, does not exists, does not make happy and that is the world.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.
- → When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.
- → Let me own you and drag you to me.
- → The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
- → When I talk about things I do not intend the things of the world and I mean eternal things.
- → Every one of my children is reached by me in the small, great, eternal, things, he is not reached by me in the things of the world, which are not revelation.
- → Cross the world and its darkness to discover that you and I are completely different, eternal, wonderful and blessed.
- → Every suffering calls you to return aware, to remember that every event in the world is empty, evanescent, non-existent, and we are real, eternal.
Relative arguments