The son begins to understand that the world deprives him of the love, of the peace, of the truth that the son thought he would find, he asks himself more insistent, clearer questions, such as who he is, who I am, what this life really is, who we really are, asks questions, does not find the answers, seeks, wanders, fails to arrive at what truly satisfies him, begins to understand that the world does not make him happy, he discovers that he cannot rely on the world, on things of the world, he does not feel at peace, he seeks something that guarantees peace, love, that makes him secure, and desires balance.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ My children are fought , struggling in the vanity of confusion , not living in intelligence , living in misery , wandering in places , thoughts that do not exist , that they can not recognize , because every day the world seduces , fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile .→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man , and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent , in a poverty which has relation with the anger , the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity .→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .
→ Arriving at this love , no man , no child needs the world anymore , because he already knows in depth , in a dimension of love , his condition is that of a child free from the world , from every sort of shell , armor that the world imposed on him , he is not a slave , a prisoner .→ Many enclosures , difficulties and confusions arise in the thoughts of every my child .→ Recognize that you are my sons , much more than sons , that you are not a wrapper , a armor , that you have been created for this union , for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.
→ I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light , in the joy , in the love , in this revelation , created by me, recognized by me in the joy , in the pain , in the certainty , in the uncertainty , in the fears , in fragility , in abandonment to me and always.
→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .
→ The son begins to understand that the world deprives him of the love , of the peace , of the truth that the son thought he would find , he asks himself more insistent , clearer questions , such as who he is , who I am , what this life really is , who we really are , asks questions , does not find the answers , seeks , wanders , fails to arrive at what truly satisfies him , begins to understand that the world does not make him happy , he discovers that he cannot rely on the world , on things of the world , he does not feel at peace , he seeks something that guarantees peace , love , that makes him secure , and desires balance .
Relative arguments