My sons can watch me, watch the world, themselves, recognize the difference between myself and the world, between me and them and between them and the world.
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 .
→ To tempt the things of the world , or to hope that they will move the way you want them to, is still unsatisfactory because of their nature .→ Pursuing what is uncertain is only and always disappointing , a waste of time and energy .→ My certainty and truth , I know that you fully exist and I yearn for you and I belong beyond all illusions .→ Every suffering calls you to return aware , to remember that every event in the world is empty , evanescent , non-existent , and we are real , eternal .→ The cosmic illusion continually attacks you through all that of it to which you attach yourself , beginning with the body , yet this illusion , however great it may be , can do nothing to you.
Relative arguments