When you can not find the way, listen in silence, with love, do not confuse me, your father, pure love with the world that is not pure and that is not love.
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 .→ Every day their life breaks apart , because they do not want to recognize what is visible and nonexistent .→ The road to the world was difficult , hard , because my child had not yet known what he had inside from the origin , what was important .→ 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 .
→ Your search in the world has ended and now you know who I am , who you are and what the world is .→ The world is empty , uncertain , unreal , it's not your homeland , it has only a brief deceptive experience in common with you.→ Let the world go its own way , towards nothingness , according to its destiny , not to waste time and energy in trying to conquer it, possess it, save it or enjoy it more than much .→ Play with the world if you want , but don 't you stick to it and don 't serve it.→ I am everything and you are mine , worthy of my love and my presence .
Relative arguments