Whoever loves me, loves in a dialogue of light all that is mine, himself and this love that he lives.
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