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 imposes considerable limits and illusions on you, which you must experience and which one day will appear to you for what they are, little, nothing, a game compared to what I give you.
- → This world proclaims and makes us experience the temporariness and precariousness of everything, in the false perspective of the final victory of pure nothingness, of total annihilation.
- → Nothing in the world is worth as much as being with me, the ambiguous and the true have nothing in common, they are strangers.
- → 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.
- → Then the children are tormented, pursuing erroneous ways, walking through thoughts of love that engage them and make them prisoners of nothingness.
- → Even from that mud, from that misery I can transform, change everything in light, because the world is null and nothing.
- → 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.
- → Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
Relative arguments