I can love you everywhere, but love is uncertain in bodies, in sensations, in what is temporary, it is certain in what is eternal.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I love you as much as you now hardly imagine, I know who you are, I know my project well.
- → Total love is union beyond all limits, perfect unity.
- → I see your wonderful potentials, your ultimate realities, where you today tend to see possible adversaries or enemies.
- → The man as son of God, the man as God, God in man are some of the announcements of my project about you.
- → I recognize you, I recognize me in you, I value you as worthy of the greatest love, I love you.
- → Seeing me in others regardless of their awareness is an immense gift, a high degree of truth, a seeing what is beyond the illusions of the world.
- → This body is nothing, it is not comparable to the man God.
- → Things, events and bodies do not count, are not worth, they are nothing.
- → The body does not matter, it's an interface to the game.
- → Infinite love is also in bodies, but certainly beyond bodies, even in sensations, but certainly beyond sensations, even in temporariness, but certainly beyond temporariness.
- → The very physicality of your body collaborates with the deception of the world, and it is not easy for man to understand who he is and to whom he belongs.
- → 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