Get rid of what torments you or makes you fall, because everything is supported by this love, I am the eternal rock, the pillar, the primary column and nothing can hurt you or fall you down.
Above all love
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 .
Recurrences in the text
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world .→ You have resources and riches greater than the world .→ Stay away from the flattery , the illusions of the world , from what the world sows , from what corrupts you and makes you weak .→ When I see you in your weakness , in your pain , in the life that passes , that drags in the pain , I tell to leave every noise , every deception , the world and the flesh .→ Do not look to the world , to poverty , but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am .→ You are not part of the world , you belong to me, the father , the sole reason of being .→ My sons can watch me, watch the world , themselves , recognize the difference between myself and the world , between me and them and between them and the world .→ 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 .→ My children have to work to know me better , to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world .→ Recognizing their poverty in the world , they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs .→ 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 .→ My sons , knock down your insecurities , every illusion and disappointment , destroy what causes pain , poverty and deception , free yourself from what hurts you, reflecting in silence that evil can not do anything because I am the only , immortal and indestructible certainty .→ Getting away from the father means appropriating of what is not of my son and to leave to the world what is of my son .→ From every child , from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world , that are extraordinary events .→ The world is not bigger than you.→ Even the world will move away from you if it does not find prey , if it finds victorious men , who live in me and for me.→ Get rid of what torments you or makes you fall , because everything is supported by this love , I am the eternal rock , the pillar , the primary column and nothing can hurt you or fall you down.→ Do not trust the inconstancy of the world .Relative arguments