I want them to push, that they head to love, that every attitude and thought is addressed to me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I want them to push, that they head to love, that every attitude and thought is addressed to me.
- → Even unthinking leads to me.
- → I know before your every fear manifests itself, your every thought that torments you, your pains of the heart, what haunts you and makes you painful.
- → I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.
- → My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.
Relative arguments