I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Do not get tired of looking.

→ Do not worry with thoughts which deceive and disappoint you.

→ Do not worry if sometimes you do not look for me, taken by the torments and the pesters of a life spent in the world.

→ Loving even for few moments of love towards me is huge and full of me.

→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.
→ I understand, comprehend your torments and your fears of loving.

→ I want you to have no trouble and do not be afraid to love me.

→ When you are unable to love me, to love yourselves, to think of me, to live for me, do it, love me more, I, the Lord, present myself, call you by name and ask you for love.
→ From you I do not want torments, judgments, empty words, confused, throwing here and there in the world, I want words that go beyond the sound, calling me father and dad.
→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.
→ I delicately ask to you love, until you reach me, the father who understands your levels, is near you with care, listens and transforms everything in love.

→ My children don't feel loved.

→ I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.

→ Do not bother about what is vain, not important and nothing.

→ I want my children to have more abandonment, trust and listening towards me, not to let themselves be taken by discouragement, disappointment, the inconsistency of the world, to rejoice in every moment lived with me, for me, and to confide in me.

→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.

→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.

→ 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.

→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.

→ The secret of your life, of my life is that love in every form is at first imperfect, it becomes perfect if you trust me and in yourself, and at the point of arrival is accomplished in full.

Relative arguments