I love my children, I know that my children love me, they already possess love, they do not bring out love because they are taken by the poverty and misery of the world.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father .→ Each encounter is tender sweetness and love .→ I love you with tenderness , with sweetness , always, first and for ever.→ When my child discovers this beauty , knowledge , he can no longer do without me, belong to me, stay with me and I am enough .→ 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 .
→ If you look at the things of the world , you will not discover me, the light , you will discover only deception , illusion , and you will end up despising even you.→ Let go of the things of the world , they are temporary , illusory , worthless , they harm man if he sticks to them.→ Illusion wants to obscure truth and unawareness is the state in which consciousness is dominated by illusion .→ Contemplate the illusion , do not fight it, do not despise it, do not love it, do not hate it, observe its emptiness .→ I am with you, talk to me, listen to me, love me, smile at the world and at the illusion that lasts a little and vanishes into nothingness .
Relative arguments