This love makes us bound, so as to overcome a useless, absurd vanity, to upset your life, to see the change, which makes man finally free to love and be loved, in that achievement and in that greatness to feel like a child.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Now say that I am anywhere to love you until you understand my face , my light , love , being children of just one father , that the father loves you, waits for you and will transform you, if you want , making you knowing that I live , exist , am everywhere for loving in pure, not seducing , not unreal , real , not inebriated , sober , clear , free and crystalline .
→ You fight , act disorderly , confusingly , sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish .→ I, the love , am there , even if you do not estimate , if you do not understand this love , in not thinking of me, in non-silence , troubled in the ways of the world , on wrong paths , involved in an egoistic , confused , unclear , not limpid love , in the most desperate , intricate , with no way out situations .→ Now my children feel they are not understood , because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness , of nothing , of something that has no substance , concreteness and coherence .→ You are loved children , but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love , but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
→ The man deluded by the world ignores my love for something that is nonexistent and he does not understand what exists .→ Stay away from the flattery , the illusions of the world , from what the world sows , from what corrupts you and makes you weak .→ My children are in charge of weights , burdens that oppress them everywhere , making them seduced , enraged , and attracted to nonexistent things .→ The preciousness , the wonder of my love for my children , is not deceptive , false , it is true and does not disappoint .→ This is the love that makes us meet , revealed , not illusory , in the fullness that I give to my children .
Relative arguments