When you can't love, son, look at me, the father, as I love, and you will love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I, God, I love you, I want you, I am holy, eternal, omnipotent and I will not lose you.
- → You are deeply, by nature close, similar to me, part of me, of that eternity that the world wants you to forget.
- → You are able to defeat the deception of the world, because it is quite different from us.
- → You and I belong to each other by nature, and nature does not lie, can not be altered.
- → To tempt the things of the world, or to hope that they will move the way you want them to, is still unsatisfactory because of their nature.
- → Pursuing what is uncertain is only and always disappointing, a waste of time and energy.
- → My certainty and truth, I know that you fully exist and I yearn for you and I belong beyond all illusions.
- → Every suffering calls you to return aware, to remember that every event in the world is empty, evanescent, non-existent, and we are real, eternal.
- → 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.
Recurrences in the text
- → If you forget me, you lose yourself in thin air.
- → Time only makes sense if you're looking for me, otherwise it's a disappointing emptiness.
- → I desire you as equals, face to face, I do not want you as servants.
- → You and I belong to each other by nature, and nature does not lie, can not be altered.
- → The more aware you are of me, the closer you are to yourself.
- → I'm your father and I take care of you, son.
- → When you're sad, son, think of me, father, and you'll rejoice, the sadness will disappear.
- → When you can't love, son, look at me, the father, as I love, and you will love.
- → When you are assailed by any doubt, son, embrace me, the father, and any doubt will disappear with my warmth of father.
- → I'm your father and I take care of you, son, take care of me too.
- → You have nothing in common with this worn and worn-out world, you are by nature like me, but in a potential and unrealized form.
- → My uniqueness and the dimension of my love, of my choice, need a very efficient opposite of mine to allow a meaningful choice of yours, appropriate to mine.
- → Every suffering calls you to return aware, to remember that every event in the world is empty, evanescent, non-existent, and we are real, eternal.
Relative arguments