If I, God, love you and allow you to face such a difficulty, my correctness implies that you are immense, divine, similar to me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
Recurrences in the text
- → Trust me to start, and you can trust yourself.
- → When you announce me according to truth you love me, you represent me and you are me.
- → The development of love and knowledge needs the courage to pursue it.
- → The inevitable difficulties of the path actively seek to hinder it.
- → If you don't find out who I am and who you are, you can't win the big illusion.
- → At the end of this journey you discover eternal life and the fact that it has always attracted and guided you.
- → I desire you as equals, face to face, I do not want you as servants.
- → If you look at yourself, you can see in yourself my very nature, beyond the selfish superstructures that the world has imposed on you.
- → The more aware you are of me, the closer you are to yourself.
- → I am always united to my purpose, because I always love.
- → Fill up with this vital knowledge and let go of what's going on.
- → Being, truth, logic and love cannot be denied or separated consistently, they are absolutely one.
- → In relation to man, the world puts love and knowledge to the test, it hides the truth with an incomprehensible deception from within, from those who consider themselves part of it, it must be examined as a whole, in its general characteristics, from the outside and with detachment.
- → Every man, every son of mine, is destined to solve and overcome the riddle of the world.
- → If I, God, love you and allow you to face such a difficulty, my correctness implies that you are immense, divine, similar to me.
- → Observe the darkness of the world and the light of love, choose between them, discover who you are like and who you belong to.
- → You can choose me or reject me, but not forever, the truth of your nature will eventually prevail over any illusion
- → The truth is eternal, the illusion is temporary.
Relative arguments