I love, I act out of love, I have love as the only end.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I love my children, I know that my children love me, they already possess love, they do not bring out love because they are taken by the poverty and misery of the world.
- → In the world there is no substance, knowledge, root, there is seduction, poverty, misery of reason, knowledge, and heart.
- → Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
- → All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.
- → 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.
Relative arguments