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 want my children to have more abandonment, trust and listening towards me, not to let themselves be taken by discouragement, disappointment, the inconsistency of the world, to rejoice in every moment lived with me, for me, and to confide in me.
- → Everything in me is never appearance, it is clarity, purity, true love, manifest essence, reached only in the love between you and me, possible, which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father.
- → Life beyond the material world is fullness of good, quite different from the life of this world.
- → Cross the world and its darkness to discover that you and I are completely different, eternal, wonderful and blessed.
- → Look at the world without fear, to find the totally other in us.
- → What passes and ends is completely different from me, but it is always an opportunity for love.
- → You are able to defeat the deception of the world, because it is quite different from us.
- → Find me as something completely different from the world, necessary for being, for knowing, fullness of being, of truth, of knowledge and love.
- → My and your being completely different from the world is not easily understood by those who have adapted to the logic of the world.
- → Your search in the world has ended and now you know who I am, who you are and what the world is.
- → The world is empty, uncertain, unreal, it's not your homeland, it has only a brief deceptive experience in common with you.
- → Let the world go its own way, towards nothingness, according to its destiny, not to waste time and energy in trying to conquer it, possess it, save it or enjoy it more than much.
- → Play with the world if you want, but don't you stick to it and don't serve it.
- → I am everything and you are mine, worthy of my love and my presence.
Relative arguments