I desire that you never lose your or my identity, that you are with me in everything you do, that in every action of yours, even for a moment, I am there, you meet me and you love me.
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 .
Relative arguments