The smallest of my sons is incomparably superior to everything of the world.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.
- → Get rid of what the world and the flesh make you believe.
- → Do not believe the judgments of the world or those who identify with the world.
- → If you do not remember me, the world invades your conscience, conditions you, robs you of your transcendent nature, possesses you, makes you believe that you are similar, mortal, fragile.
- → This world says that everything is temporary.
- → The voice of the world denies me completely or simulates being me.
Recurrences in the text
- → The smallest of my sons is incomparably superior to everything of the world.
- → If you don't lead it, your mind imposes on you the contents of the world, sooner or later painful.
- → This world says that everything is temporary.
- → My infinite nature works in you and will never leave you.
- → Observe the world, until you understand its painful, conditioned, subject to destruction, uncertain and ambiguous nature.
- → Then you can see who you are, how close you are to me and we belong together.
- → Your destiny is to accomplish this feat, but only because my son can do it.
- → Don't give all your attention to what is worth much less than your immortal nature, your divine essence.
- → The repeated experience of temporary and unintended loss of balance can be understood in several ways.
- → If you understand that the imbalances you suffer are caused by the mechanical structure of the world, the idea of human guilt is lost in you and the door to forgiveness is opened.
- → If you can't be as aware as you want, that doesn't mean our bond is flimsy or fragile.
- → If you cannot overlook the evil you encounter, examine the cause, do not seek the fault.
- → If evil seems to be coming from someone, remember that people go through different levels of awareness, like you.
- → Love me and find me.
Relative arguments