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
Recurrences in the text
- → The world is ambiguous, and above all, it is not real.
- → The world is an evanescent illusion, it seems beautiful, but if you love it, it poisons you, but not permanently.
- → I love, I act out of love, I have love as the only end.
- → The pain of the world makes no sense in the world, it has its perfect meaning beyond the temporary world, in eternal love.
- → If you forget me, if you neglect me, if you detach yourself from me, you lose yourself in the nothingness of the world, which is not life, is not worthy of you, of what I give you existence for.
- → You can fight the whole cosmos if you want, because you belong to eternity and you are my son.
- → If you knew me, you wouldn't be scandalized, you'd smile at the events of the world.
- → I love you and I am with you even in your most difficult moments.
- → To be able to see the world for what it is, it is necessary to know eternity and to look at temporariness from a position that transcends it.
- → The malignity of the world is amplified, not caused, by the man who ignores it, deceived, possessed, drugged by the world, in a state of painful slavery.
- → The world is uncertain, temporary, false, my opposite, it does not show the full truth and does not love.
- → Those who live these certainties know that they belong to me, to the truth, and not to the world, in an indestructible bond of mutual love.
- → You have no good reason to neglect me, for what I am, what I can, what the world is and what you are.
- → Because of your coming from a state of unconsciousness you may tend to forget me, to get caught up in other thoughts, but every time you think of me it is an act of love.
- → Every act of love has great value, it's a jewel.
- → Every choice has the same nature as its object, it loves its object, unites and adapts to it.
- → The ambiguity of the world destroys what belongs to it and highlights the futility of choosing it.
- → Observe your brothers with my love, as eternal souls, at worst lost in the world, not as bodies, distinguish the eternal and the insubstantial.
Relative arguments