Everything in the world will be destroyed, which is not mine and in the love lived towards me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I wish from you moments, instants of love, full of certainty and knowledge of the love I have for you and you for me.
- → I want to see children in light and in love.
- → 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 want each child to seek and find the pure source of love, love, coherence, security, clarity and transparency.
- → I desire children who love themselves, who love me, who love without delay, freely, as they are, with what they have, in the present time.
- → 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.
- → Every day their life breaks apart, because they do not want to recognize what is visible and nonexistent.
- → The road to the world was difficult, hard, because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin, what was important.
- → 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.
- → In search of love over time, the divine being becomes corrupted and materialized, then recovers what he had lost, enriching himself in multiplicity.
- → All the game in the world, all the power of illusion tries to influence what you believe, your way of knowing, but it can not change your nature.
- → To attach oneself to the world, to try to know and possess that which you cannot, generate pain, the oblivion of oneself, the enslavement to that which is by nature inferior.
- → The relationship with the temporary always has a certain difficulty, if you want certainty you have to look beyond the temporary and I hope you do soon.
- → If you are distracted by too many and ambiguous intermediate elements, you cultivate pain, you do not seek, you do not understand the initial, final, unique and present cause.
Relative arguments